Stone Circle On the look out

Neither comming or going Howl comes encounters a black female with silver like accents and a facial pattern that reminded him of a racoon - not that there was anything wrong with that. She smelled of the pack and so he didn't think that she could be any possible danger to the pack. He took a pause from his patrol and nodded to her, introducing himself. "I don't think we have either ma'am. My name is Howl. I'm still rather new. Haven't had a chance to run into everyone yet." he said with a smile in his gentalmanly tones voice. Another part of her appearing that his eye, or rather didn't catch his eye, was that she was missing most of her tail. He wondered if she had been born that way, or if it had happened through other means. Something he would hold of asking for now.