Wapun Meadow in the beginning

Her focus had been on the way the ice crackled, so much so that she didn't realize there had been snow crunching under the paws of another. At least, not until she had paused to take note of her surroundings. She heard the cautious step taken by another and her heartbeat quickened. It didn't take long to find the owner, they were dark furred with lighter coloration down the shoulders and throughout. She was uncertain at first, male or female based on appearance alone, but wolf was obvious. 

Her heartbeast remained a touch quickened, as she was unsure of formalities in this particular situation. She didn't scent a pack close by, nor did they, the other have a particularly strong scent to them. Her ears flattened a small amount, expressing her confusion, and she actively tucked her tail into a more neutral manner. Though alone, her darker furred companion was older, more mature and she knew that getting into a scuffle wasn't the best move on her own. 

Perhaps, Listris thought, she should have learned more about being on her own before being on her own. 

"I'm Liatris." She spoke confidently, her voice authoritative without being aggressive. Think Captain Janeway of the Starship Voyager.

Would they answer, approach, flee? Call for reinforcements? Liatris wished that Dodder had remained with her just a while longer to help her navigate the social skills she hadn't yet mastered before he had returned to The Piperales. She felt like the foolish young lady she was in that moment. Her birthright no longer afforded her any protection.