Cedar Sweep A place to call home

Freya hear the growl of a near by wolf and slowed her trot to a walk. Soon a the wolf she had hear came into view. He looked rather damaged, with his part of his ear gone, and alttle further down his eye aswell. He stood strong and a bit dominant, but not enough to out right say I'm the boss as they were on neutral ground. 

Freya was still rather emotionless, but now she had become blunt. Something she had learned was the only way to get through to the past wolves she had meet. She came up to him, not too close but close enough that they both could see eachother well. Her stance was ... vague. Her tail hung showing neither dominance nor submission.

She looked down to see the remains of a rabbit which she assumed to be the reason her growled. "I do not mean to steal your meal." and getting strait to the point she continued. "If you're willing I'd like to ask you about the packs that reside in this area." though she was blunt her tone wasn't rude rather neutral.