The Sentinels hope is such a fragile thing

While this female had interpreted her body language as friendly and enthusiastic, she was really only partially one. She was tired and anxious-- trying more just to meet this wolf than make any sort of close bonds with her. She was stressed, it was nothing personal and certainly nothing in the ordinary. Her tail had paused after it's one wag, and she cocked her head slightly at the others response-- which only made a small bit of sense to Aria. "Indeed," she replied, "I am Aria January, Beta of Donnelaith," she introduced further.