Moonspear Let me tell you

Vela noticed that the female was older. Older but polite. She seemed quite well balanced and not a youngster making rash decisions. That was good, at least in Vela's opinion. Old ladies wouldn't really leave a pack, this old lady would probably die on her own. Vela did squint her eyes lightly when she introduced herself. Andalusia, it was plus a bunch of nicknames. She even seemed to offer the one she used for her previously. "Andalusia is fine for me," she returned. She wouldn't want her name being nicknamed. She liked her full name, though it wasn't really a mouth full like Andalusia was. Vela had not bothered yet to return the smile the female was showing her.

"I don't know if my mother ate," she pointed out. Her expression softened a bit. Vela approved of the fact that Andalusia was trying to take care of the pack, aka her mother and new siblings. Now some curiosity got to her as she was watching the weird prey at her feet. She knew about fish but she had never seen a wolf catch them. She then cleared her throat. Vela deemed her to be a strange wolf. "The reason I sought you out is that I wanted to say that my family deserves loyal pack members. If you aren't then I will make sure to chase after you and make sure you pay for abusing my parents' trust," she huffed. If that wasn't the case she had no trouble with this female, perhaps she was even friend material.