Silvertip Mountain Fun is good!

Shalon turned her head slightly watching the female approach, the scent of the Silvertip pack strong on her pelt. It appeared as if she would meet the whole pack in her first visit. She would nod her head toward the female, greeting her in a friendly manner she seem kind enough. So it appeared the little critter had run off without adult permission.

"You got bored? Well that's no good. Although I should warn you little missy, the outside world is no place for a pup on her own. No matter how strong you are, you need a pack to support you. No?" Shalon knew the danger of a grown wolf alone in the wilderness, she wouldn't want to know what happens to pup who venture away from home. "Perhaps you can find something else to keep you occupied?" Shalon knew that when she was younger her and her brother were constantly practicing for adult life, she had a few games that they used to play but they were few and far between. Like tag, or nose the pincone, or chase!

Turning her head slightly the introduced herself to the other woman, "I am Shalon by the way, a friend of Steady's. I mean her no harm." Shalon didn't want her to get the wrong impression, she would never hurt one so young, especially coming from a pack she would like to consider a friend.