Moonspear Medic!

Gonna throw Pyx in here so she can meet some new people! She will be obviously clueless of the hunt as well.

She was still making her way through the lands, observing what she could and committing the trails to memory. She had noted the scarcity of prey herself now, the new growth on most of the plants. The famine was obvious to her now, and each new notice of it's trace left her thoughts somber. These lands had experienced a great loss, the packs more so. She had happened to arrive on the tail end of it all, as lucky may have it. Perhaps she could do some good here, in whatever way she could, until things were back to whatever normal was for the wolves of Moonspear.

As she traveled, slipping quietly and slowly down a trail, she heard the bark of another. Her head lifted and she inhaled the wind, moving off the trail and towards the sound. She wanted to meet others just as much as she wanted to know the land. Loneliness had been her biggest problem while living without a pack. The other benefits of life in a pack were nice, of course, but this had been the most sorely missed. Before long she could make out two wolves together, two males. She issued her own bark to alert them to her presence before approaching, not wanting to intrude. She noted that one of the males appeared injured and the second was seemingly going to tend to his wounds. Perhaps the second was the pack's medic? 

She waved her banner as she approached, head dipped down in a polite but not overly submissive position. "Hello. I hope I'm not disturbing either of you." She glanced between the two, then to the other's injured leg with a grimace. "My name is Pyx. I'm new within Moonspear and...I  just wanted to introduce myself... maybe see if I could be any help?" She was hesitant in her speech, unsure if they might simply send her away so the other could be healed.