Redhawk Caldera workin' man

"Oh," Eljay said aloud when he was greeted by someone new. He was startled at first, but soon realised that she smelled of the leaders and must have been accepted recently into the pack. He'd been so lost in thoughts that he had not noticed her until she was right in front of him, and felt kind of embarrassed that he'd let that happen so easily. He didn't like being surprised, because he was scared often enough without getting startled by random wolves that turned out to be pack mates.

"Uhm, I'm Eljay," he said, his posture submissive -- after all, he was still the lowest ranked, as puppy, of the pack -- and he shuffled his paws, not sure what else to say. Maybe he could ask her about what worries occupied him, but he wasn't sure, if she was new, if she knew an awful lot about trades yet either.