Porcupine Ridge Take a bow

The male was silent. It made sense, and somehow put the young wolf at ease. "He seems kind. I do not doubt his loyalty," she woofed, somehow feeling the need to add that. She dipped her head to her alphess, smiling again. "And it is a pleasure, Capri, to be a part of your pack. I look forward to it." She spoke honestly and clearly, understanding that stammering over words was frowned upon. She was glad that she had had the earlier silence; it had given her time to string together possible conversations. This one (being accepted, that is) she had specifically gone over. 

The black and white girl stood proudly, yet modestly, as the alpha rubbed shoulder with her. She lowered her posture soon after and returned to her regular stance to allow Capri her dominance, as assumed. At the offer of a tour, Jhala dipped her head respectfully once again, then nodding in an eager acceptance of the offer. "I would much appreciate that," she replied thankfully, hoping to find somewhere she could settle down and build a den. She waited for the woman to lead the way, planning to follow wherever she went.