Blackfoot Forest white walls

Aveline gave a smile as the smaller white stranger welcomed her warmingly. She could tell that that wolf was slightly older than her, and it was a little odd having to look down upon her. She was so used to being surounded by other big boned wolves like her family, and sometimes and even having to tilt her head up a bit to meet their gaze. Maybe it had to do with where they were born. She herself had been born in Alaska, where the weather was harsh and the prey was large -- much larger than the wolves. Maybe this gal had been born in a place of smaller prey, and large wolves like Aveline could not gather enough food to stay alive. Natural Selection, what a wonderful phenomenon.

Chocolaty eyes gazed down on the white girl as she simply offered for Aveline to join her on her stroll. The large wolf had nothing else to do, so why not? She huffed thoughtfully yet again and strode up to her. The white wolf's head just barely reached her shoulder blade, and Aveline found herself feeling awkward. Was she the only one this large around here? She reasured herself that Aaron was almost her height. That was a start. Finally, Aveline thought it was about time she spoke.

"M' Aveline," She said. "I vas velcomed here yust yesterday by your fery kind alpha... Aaron." She was proud that she had managed to remember his name. Names didn't come easily to her, but perhaps she was getting better. She promised to herself that she would make and effort to memorize at least her whole pack. Aaron, Amara, and Minna was a start, right?