Hushed Willows Here We Go

Kunik cocked a brow at the elder who came strolling through the small clearing she was currently resting in. She sat the bone she had been knawing on down, sniffing the air delicately to familarize herself with the woman's scent. She had nothing against older wolves but she was surprised Warbone had taken one in. He seemed like the type to want a horde of young, strong wolves to be his subordinates. It was likely this elderly woman would be pushed to the bottom of the food chain should Warbone's pack have rank challenges.

She rose to her feet silently, padding towards the woman with a neutral stance. They had no rankings yet, thus this woman was owed no submission nor did Kunik expect it of her. She siddled up next to the lightly wounded wolf, feet falling in tune with her slow steps.

Her taurine eyes shifted over to glance at the cream and ginger woman. "Hello," she chuffed softly as they walked, eyes returning to the forest in front of them once more.