Overture Downs Survival is my middle name

Mara was shocked by the sudden gesture of agression, no matter how miniscule it was. It was them who were on the border of a pack, if anything she should be the one raising her hackles, not vice versa. She stepped back, not wanting to be attacked, she already knew of Day and Steady's encounter with another unfriendly wolf, she did not need to add to the injured members of Easthollow. Then, suddenly the jet wolf appeared by her side, she glanced at him, quickly getting a one over of his body in case he was still wounded. When Day told her of Steady being hurt, she instantly felt a sense of panic, but he seemed healthy enough and she relaxed knowing he was by her side in case the ivory stranger decided to attack. 

Seconds later Krypton, a wolf she barely knew but had worked with with Zaria stood by her Alpha's side, another sense of relief fell over. They were going to be fine. She answered the female's chuff with one of her own, even though it wasn't directed towards her at all. Mainly an attempt to tell Steady she held no intention to leave. God, she hoped he didn't think otherwise, she didn't want to be what she used to be, but she knew well her reputation changed in the minds of the members of Silvertip, even when they carried to Easthollow. Truthfully, when leaving the grounds she hadn't even realized with her lack of smell, but it was clear she was no longer among their territory. 

The second wolf beside the ghostly one looked strange, and spoke even odder. "Nothing, what is it you want?" She questioned. Why would she seek anything when she held no idea of their presence? Once again, it was far more plausible to think they held something of desire so close to the Hollow, not her.