Broken Antler Fen Start of something good

When the bark rang out, Aviana's body instantly stiffened, but she didn't lowered it to the ground, or run, as she normally would have. She was getting accustomed to the comings and goings of the other wolves here, and learning to trust that they weren't going to hurt her. She did, however, lower her body in respect to her brother, the one in which the bark had come from. 

Her tail wagged and she smiled, obviously happy to see him, as always. Hey, Seb! she greeted. Her tone had changed since their last big conversation. She was a little more easy going these days, and a little more relaxed. I'm looking for a flower! she said excitedly, her eyes going back to searching, though she didn't move away from her brother. It looks like... well, all of these, she admitted. But, the leaves are different. These are all daisies, and I'm looking for chamomile. Her gaze went back to him. Want to help me? she asked, hoping they could spend a little time together.