Blackfoot Forest Some clever title name

Here I am!

The large black woman was meandering around her knew home with curiosity burning hot in her young gaze. Ebony audits pricked in worry as a yelp echoed throughout the barren forest. A yelp of pain. Tail up in alarm, she raced towards the sound, ready to help a packmate in need. However, when she reached the bank, her hazelnut hues caught sight of a female. She seemed perfectly fine, but Aveline could never be too sure. "Are you okay? I hearden you yelp." She asked her, closing the distance between the two. 

It was only until she was a couple feet away that she noticed the crawfish at the girl's feet. She eyed it briefly as a flash of hunger wracked her belly. No. She told herself. She would feast once she's earned it, but so far, she's done nothing to earn it. She pulled her eyes from the crawfish to meet the stranger's gaze. "I am Aveline. Vat is you name?" Heat rushed to her ears at the sound of her accent, but it didn't seem to bother most wolves which made her feel better about it.