Ankyra Sound there's a place I have dreamed of

There was a flash of movement, a crunch of snow, and the girl took a quick step back, ensuring there was ample room between herself and the border. Still, she didn't turn tail and slip away; surely that would be regarded as suspicious, and the wolves here were strange; she did not know their intent. A moment longer did she track the movement through the massive trunks as the pale form approached, optics tracing the sterling form as he pulled up sidelong of her, ears flicking back and tail waving at her hocks in appeasement. 

Still, his message was blunt, and she took a careful step back. But! She could not quite step away so easily, and a moment later came her own voice, tepidly questioning. "who are you? this pack was not here very long, was it?" Besides, she was not nose-blind, and the mild annoyance she felt at the label gave her the gall to question the man.