The Sentinels biscuit, ivory, and cream

Hot damn, who was this bitch? was the first thought that entered Aria's mind, although it appeared the same could be said about her. "Aria," she replied, the girls tone not shaking her own. "I'm Donnelaith's Gamma," she added, feeling that her new position could be used to state that she was indeed a someone, not just a young, cowardly pup in need of a pack for the winter. Her tail swished once or twice behind her, but her stance did not waver. She shrugged vaguely. 

"I'm simply making an observation," the white girl added, eying her with a narrowed gaze. "Surely a scouting mission wouldn't take so long," she continued, but truthfully she wasn't sure. In her experience scouts usually arrived back in the territory within a week, however she had no idea the extent of this mission. The coastline was not worth almost a month(a month, yeah? if i'm wrong just pretend i had the right date i'm sorry lol) of exploration... Was it? No matter, the girl held her stance, refusing to show signs of weakness or falter.