Sleeping Dragon Beauty behind the madness

AW, But I know @Thuringwethil is dying for a thread!

Valette realized that she was coming closer to a new pack, the pack that she had been warned about. The pack she could only remember of terrorizing her previous pack. She was a bit nervous to go up to their borders, yet, not entirely afraid. She had a faint whiff of Silvertip in her fur, and she didn't live in the Maplewoods anymore. She walked past it on her way here. She was smart enough to go through those woods later and visit her mother's grave. What she didn't tell them they wouldn't know. She even wasn't named Desna anymore.

The girl came up to their borders, yet treated them with great respect maybe even more that she did with others. She sat away more than a respectable distance. The young scout let out a howl towards the pack, asking if someone wanted to meet with her. She was curious if they would tell her anything or how she was received by this pack. Though she kept in mind that she might needed to run. Hence why she fed herself and rested up before coming to their borders. She had been warned by Larksong, and knew their history.