Redhawk Caldera Children of the wild

She was greeted by a total stranger instead.

An older woman wended her way into the open, moving with the calm and poise that only a woman of a certain age could manage without falling into 'strut' territory. A pair of sharp, silvered eyes studied the visiting youngster - the fresh catch at her feet, the tension in her brow. Though she toed the line, the howl had not been a stranger's call - and no doubt there were more suitable wolves in the Caldera to answer it. Until they arrived, however, Shar-Kali would keep her company.

"You look a little perturbed," the ghost-white woman said. Her voice was gravelly but kind, and brought forth the image of someone who was in the habit of peering over their glasses.