Northstar Vale a chest filled with diamonds and gold

Saena refused, when she spotted a dark figure skirting along the base of the mountains, to ignore it despite her barely healing injuries. She rose promptly to her feet with a wince and a snarl and closed the distance at a limp, unwittingly tailed by another member of the pack who was concerned. The remainder of Duskvale was close by, close enough that they had likely also spotted the male, but for the moment they did not pursue their first female, even if many of them thought her foolhardy for engaging an outsider in her condition.

As Saena drew close to the larger grey-black male, she noted his size and stature and markings. He was scarred and not dissimilar to Warbone, a fact that only made her warier. She stopped at a fair distance, but her own posture was solid and demanding: ears up, lips puckered disapprovingly, shoulders back, and chest forward. Maintaining the posture hurt, especially with the largest wound on her side pulling uncomfortably, but she couldn't afford to show it too readily. A grimace was the only outward indication.

Saena awaited a reaction, then, without bothering to speak before knowing his behaviour.