Larksong Grotto Imma just wander in 'ere

While the wanderer was searching for others of their kind, Tavi was doing the exact opposite. Her own wandering had been completed the day before, and there wasn't much to see around the grotto — there were ridge lines, exposed shale beds, and various clusters of trees across the entirety of the Larksong area; but that wasn't so special. She soon diverted her attention towards more worthwhile pursuits - namely, hunting. Reek was out patrolling the area and the surrounding territories for additional souls to add to their posse, and Tavi was intent on being useful.

It was a bit ironic that her desire to fill some caches with bird meat led her towards a wolf, since that was not her goal at all. Upon finding a quiet hillside to roost herself, watchful and hungry, Tavi noticed the lack of movement around her quickly enough. And when she spotted a figure roaming about the lower crevices of the grotto, she decided to be bold, and worked her way towards it.

But it wasn't something edible — she realized this after tracking the figure for a solid twenty minutes across the rocky terrain — it was a wolf. If Tavi couldn't find something to eat, she may as well help the recruitment effort. Reek couldn't have all the fun with that. The soon-to-be leader let out a sharp bark as she approached from behind the burly stranger, raising her tail across her back. Hey -- she called out awkwardly as she paced across an exposed patch of granite, Your nose broken?

Okay, it wasn't the best way to introduce herself (as it wasn't an introduction at all) but Tavi was a blunt instrument at best; at the very least, she should have the stranger's attention.