The Sentinels Friendlies!

The pale princess pauses as she hears a howl for her presence along the border. She turns quickly to move towards it, her fur prickling with anxiety. Who was here? Did they want to join? Were they here of business? Was their pack in trouble? Oh dear. She pads faster the more she thinks, and when she reaches the borders her head drops. Two wolves-- both males. She swallows all the fear she can and stands tall, her white eyes studying them and her head raised hair. 

"How can I help you?" she asks, her ears cupping forward to hear them better.