Gyrfalcon's Keep That I could be looking for

The pause made had been a mistake, her brief curiosity in the male an error. Amiable by nature, she'd been unable to help herself, seeking answers from the wind but receiving hardly any. Even though she'd carried onward with her trek, mind working overtime in an effort to find for herself a quick escape route, it had not been enough. She longed for home then, wishing to return but knowing that she could not. Her presence there would only cause great turmoil within the tribe, and so, in her mind, a journey away had seemed like the better of her few options. But as she stood there, having been made to stop, she couldn't keep her mind from wandering back. She was not afraid, she wasn't allowed to be afraid, but she was uncertain. Not knowing what to expect, being unable to lead a conversation—it bothered her, feeling to her almost as if she lived no longer as Asterr Draconid, but as another being of foreign origins.

Nearly had their noses touched, the stalling of her conscious state having left her motionless just long enough for him to draw as near to her as he'd wished. When she had snapped out of it, had regained some sense of who she was, she'd reversed. Several steps back had been taking, issuing a new distance between them. She'd pushed her ears forward, eyeing the stranger with a skeptical expression, but could not muster up the effort necessary to place a snarl across her lips. To do so was not her. Her intentions were to deliver a warning, but she'd allow not for her bearings to be lost in order to do so. It was important that the girl remain firmly planted on the ground, keeping herself calm and living off of the manner of her upbringing.

"Back," said she, voice sharp and demanding. Of course, obedience was expected, if only because of her status back home. There, though, she'd yet to realize that she was no one. That without her tribe there to follow her, she existed only as a single wolf, untrained in the art of battle. There came no punishments for going against her word, nor were there any loyal followers near enough to ensure she was listened to. There, Asterr possessed no power, and yet still did she speak as if she did.