Dawnlark Plains daybreak

The males the responce to Freyas "greeting" wasn't then nicest, but what could she expect its not like hers was any more cheery. At first he said something in a foreign language which Frey didn't unstand. Most likely because he was used to it, he repeated him self but this time in english, which Freya did understand. He asked he what she wanted. 

She had no real intended purpose and so she said "I'm just wondering. You?" this time he responce was calm. Not that it was nicer then her last gesture but at least this time it wasn't blank. She was still warry of this wolf. This is the first wolf she had seen in the wilds and he would become her first impression of all the wolves to come in the wilds, at least for now.

She had not yet decided what to do in these lands or who she really was anymore to try and figure out what to do. She was soft snow, able to be molded into anything he surroundings encouraged her to do.