Sun Mote Copse from dusk until dawn

arunik'ra turned her head slowly, watching the female as she turned around to hail her. the red woman was not prepared for the female's almost instant submissive posture, nor the breathlessness of her composure. arunik'ra shifted visibly, unsure what had caused the wolf's inner turmoil.

digit's gesture seemed foreign to arunik'ra, but the priestess understood the implications -- her own posture grew lax and she regarded the wolf carefully, albeit still unsure. "you stand near the malkaria, stranger. do you have business here?" the query was neutrally worded, for thus far digit had not demonstrated she was a threat.