Silvertip Mountain Where is she?!

Silver was impatient, her paws tapping themselves in a quick paced rhythm for the  wolves arrival. Three wolves appeared, all three obviously disappointed with her actions. They had their hackles raised, one of them however wore a deep snarl, her canine teeth flashing a warning.

A normal wolf would automatically back down and beg for forgiveness. Not Silver of coarse! The grey woman decided to let out her own snarl, her teeth mirroring the earthy woman's one. Her hackles stood on edge, but she started to back up a few mere paces. She wasn't going to seem weak, no she was going to stand her ground!

Growls still erupted from her furry throat, but she opened her mouth to speak. "I'm looking for my sister, where is she!?" Silver demanded her answer to be quick, she had her tail straight up and flashing left and right in annoyance. How dare these wolves act so violent with her! She was an alpha! Well, used to be at least...