Neverwinter Forest Starting Over

No sooner did the other greet her did a boisterous voice pull her gaze from the pale girl. Tilting her muzzle, she noted the swarthy wolf -- instinct and scent screamed male to her, but despite her ragged appearance, she seemed particularly female. A topic to be avoided, she felt, as her eyes drifted between the two now.

She was custom to heavy accents -- her aunt had mated to a scottish wolf after all -- but there was something particularly different about the brown she-wolf's that seemed to scratch at Allure's ears in an unpleasant manner. "Hi," she offered, her muzzle lifting a notch as she recovered from greeting two newcomers within their ranks, now. "I'm Allure -- welcome to Neverwinter Forest." She paused, feeling the conversation play out in the direction of polite inquiries already, rather than thoughtful interaction. "How long have you both been here?"