Stone Circle Those who wander

Ira's ears perked at the low howl. She was ready to dip her head by the time the large male showed up, a sign of respect, although when her eyes scanned his form she paused. Ira felt her maw part slightly as something sparked in her eyes, but as fast as it showed it would disappear. Perhaps it is just a coincidence... The she-wolf kept her head lowered and responded promptly, Ira. Who do I speak with? And if I may, what pack resides here?