Hushed Willows Living like we're renegades

A very unladylike "oof!" greeted Stark's bump.  Banner fixed her brother with a playful glare as she lowered her head and gently placed the feathers she'd been holding on the ground.  By the time she lifted her head again her ears were pushed back against her dark skull - just in time for Grace to appear.  "'ello," she addressed the other female in her low voice.

She felt a bit short among this gaggle of darkly colored wolves, though Banner knew her legs were just... stocky.  The vertically-challenged female wagged her tail, nodding to Kirin and hoping to hell she actually remembered his name.  "Nice to meet you.  I'm Banner."  Should she introduce her brother?  Was that weird?  Too awkward?  She allowed herself to internally fret and settled for just looking at Stark, her green eyes going a little wide.