Permafrost Hollows badlands

Slowly Roz was integrating herself with her new digs and new crew, and so far she'd gotten a good impression of most she'd encountered.  She liked to think that went both ways, though ya never really knew for sure.  No one had chased her from their borders yet, so she'd say it was going well.

To date she'd only met one of the younger crowd, and she hadn't really gone out of her way to introduce herself to the others.  One, that wasn't really how she operated (they'd meet eventually) and two, some packs were iffy about that sort of thing.  She'd hate to approach and get a throat full of a mother's teeth.  They were older, yeah, but not yet adult, and newer members could take a bit of trust building.

However, when she saw Eske walking by herself, her initial impression was that no one could really fault her for giving  quick hello and seeing if she wanted company.  Right?  Ignoring the fact that it was really Roz who wouldn't mind the company herself.  After months alone she would probably be starved for a while yet.  It was an unexpected encounter, seeing as she'd set out this morning leaving the boundaries to explore a bit of the surrounding territory.  It was important to know both the insides and out well if she was to make a home here.

"Hey!" she called out, not exactly loudly but hopefully enough to catch attention.  Then she waited, not at all throwing out the possibility she might be ignored completely.  Some wolves just weren't people people.