Silvertip Mountain Practise makes perfect

Krypton had gotten closer to the wolves, the scents were stronger. She perked her ears up when she saw the two of them. They were unfamiliar to her, one had a different scent while the other she just couldn't recognize. Krypton kept her pace towards them and heard one of them call out to welcome her. The earth-colored woman smiled brightly towards the two, quickening her pace. When the lighter one, a male she presumed, had asked if she was joining their little group.

Her response was a kind nod of the head, and she finally became close to the two where she could speak and hear them clearly. Her hackles and shoulders were relaxed and low, the male looked familiar, yet she didn't know him personally. She had seen him hang around FitzDutiful a lot, so maybe a relative of some sort or a friend?

"Hello." She greeted the two gently, a smile still on her face. "My name is Krypton, may I know yours?" She asked the two of them calmly, not trying to be seen as overly excited or annoying. Calm, cool, collected. That was what Krypton was taught to be.