Larksong Grotto ...And further still.

Novalia was relieved to see that Charley was no longer offended by her failure to show proper respect, and allowed herself to relax just the tiniest bit. But as soon as she did, the Alpha of her -hopefully- soon to be pack approached and she felt her muscles tighten with anxiety once again. He was a dark coloured male, holding himself to his full height and walking with obvious dominance. 
Showing the outsider who was in command. 
Novalia sat respectfully still and silent, waiting with bated breath to be acknowledged.