Sunbeam Lair the calm on my face, does not match the inside.

A white female moved silently through the forest her pads occasionally crunching on dead leaves left over from the fall and winter. Her nose twitched every few minutes as the scent of many other wolves flooded her senses promising company. The female, Avannon was her name, had been wandering the area for a while when suddenly a heavy breeze had blown the scent into her nostrils, filling her with a yearning she could not describe. She had never been in a pack before -unless her small family could be considered a pack- yet smelling that many different scents had filled her with some sense of belonging. The scent grew stronger and with each whiff her heart thumped harder, and her pulse ran faster. She was excited, yet there was a certain amount of fear within. fear of rejection, fear of injury. Avannon finally arrived at their borders as the scent was its strongest here, and she drew the scent into her nostrils once more before she parted her lips and let loose a beautiful song, a howl to announce her arrival. She fought to keep her face calm, and succeeded though anyone who looked deep enough into her eyes could see the excited and nervous light that filled her blue gaze. She cut the howl off, and sat up straight, at her full height. She was a muscular female, and was the largest breed of wolf, the Mackenzie valley wolf. Her breed was usually a dark grey or black, but there was the occasional white that came out. Her flanks heaved as she thought about all the possibilites, of being accepted into the pack, or of being beaten and chased away in disgrace. She hoped she hadnt accidently crossed the line, as she knew that would result in aggression from the pack. She huffed a sigh and took a few steps back just to be safe, and awaited a response.