King Elk Forest Jack frost nipping at your nose

Her ears perked a little bit of surprise slipping through her as Mawk approach the two of them.  She hadn't excepted to be seeing the newbie here, but there he was, friendly and all.  "Hello Mawk," she greeted in turn, before turning her attention back to the female, who called herself Shalon.  She introduced herself as the Duchess of Royal Fire Court and almost instantly Spring was wondering what in the world a Duchess was.  Still she supposed it held some kind of importance or otherwise it would have been a little strange for Shalon to mention her rank.

"It's nice to meet you Shalon," she greeted, "and as you now know I am Spring, as Mawk here has told you.  I am the Alpha of Silver Creek which is right next to this wood.  These are our hunting grounds in fact," she remarked.  Then with a few more bites to the rabbit she had finished, now all that was remaining was but a pile of bones.  She licked her  chops.  "So Shalon, how long has this pack of yours been around?"