Northstar Vale The only feelings I have for you are rage and pissed off-ed-ness

A pale dot far beneath caught her attention, a curious, her ears twitched as they swiveled atop her head toward the wolf, gaze peering downward intently. Intrigued by the one beneath her now, she rose and scented the air more thoroughly, noticing only now the scents, few but fresh, that marked this the location of a pack. 

She had had no interest in attaching herself to a pack before she absolutely had to, yet this place, along with the woman's encouraging bark. Unsure a moment, she considered turning her back and leaving. Yet this she did not act upon, instead stepping forward cautoiusly and beginning the descent downward.

her nimble form certainly proved helpful as she descended the rise, pausing once in her descent to see the wolf she now determined to be a woman much closer. Within a few more minutes she had finished her descent, perhaps a little laboured but intact all the same. She paused a moment before approaching, and when she did it was with a low and respectful stance, drawing near and greeting the the other with a quiet chuff when she halted at what she figured to be a respectful distance, stance the same as if she had approached any other established pack's border.