Firefly Ravine Stranger

She relaxed upon seeing him, recognizing him vaguely from the pack claim and such. He was a member of her pack, how odd it was still to think of it, she needed to relax. She was no longer alone, not everyone was a threat. 

He was handsome, this brown furred one was. She didn't bother hiding it, he was attractive to her as her stance clearly betrayed. If he would reciprocate her interest would be another story entirely. Some didn't mind her lithe scarred body but others did. 

She approached silently, leaning forward to sniff him. Once familiar with his scent she leaned back. "You are not interupting. I am Dura."