Duck Lake Shadow of the day

"Lunar. Hi. I'm Bazi," she replied, indicating over her shoulder. "I belong to Swiftcurrent Creek - the pack just there, where the creek cuts through the plains." A lack of natural boundaries made it difficult to establish exactly where the borders where, but the pack made sure to keep the scent boundary fresh.

Lunar seemed.. chilled out, was probably the best way to describe her; unconcerned about her proximity to the Creek, but respectful of its existence nonetheless. That, coupled with being on her home turf, relaxed the Gamma somewhat - she approached the darker wolf and extended her nose both to sniff and offer her scent in return. "Why have you come so far?" she asked, throwing the now stressed flock of birds a quick glance. "Do you just really like ducks, or are things unhappy at home?"