Porcupine Ridge rose madder

The female lowered herself upon noticing Capri’s presence, and the dark she-wolf allowed her stance to relax. Her form strode carefully toward the girl, noting her shyness – already finding it endearing. Her own tail swung amicably through the air, and gaining closer, she tilted her muzzle downward, her nose quivering as she took in the scent of their newest member.
 
Appeased that the girl remained healthy, and faintly scented of Taggarik, Capri pulled back, allowing the girl space. “Welcome to Porcupine Ridge,” she offered, her tone warm as she studied her newest companion.