The Sentinels here for you

for the sake of timeline, yeah :) 

 

A voice rang through the air, calling to someone named Aria. Chaol turned around, an eyebrow cocked in confusion and sought to find the source of the voice. It wasn't hard; it was a female wolf, pale and coated in silvery white much like himself with black highlights on her paws, ears and tail. She was quite pretty, to be honest, with bright green eyes that reminded him of spring. "Sorry, you've got the wrong wolf," Chaol said, conscious of how his british accent contrasted brilliantly against most wolves here. 

He offered her a smile and a wag of his tail, posture shifting to show submission and deference to her as she was a wolf of higher rank. "I'm new to Donnelaith. Name's Chaol."