The Sentinels Offer me that deathless death

"Nice to meet'cha brother, name's Norsamu Rosen," she said, grinning. This was the first wolf she actually met since coming around the area. She had heard about the various of packs and cultures that wandered around- but it seemed she picked the wrong area to start off, because in the end she managed to find herself in a dead-zone. Though, at least this gent' Zig was wandering around these parts. He didn't have an air of cautiousness or hostility, making it not complicated at all to simply talk to another wolf. Be a real shame if her first meeting had to be talked with claws and fangs, the dark female would have to work up a sweat! She didn't mind rough-housing, but didn't want to look bad for any other greetings!

"Ah, well, lost as shit, though not as if I had a plan anyway," Norsamu lifted her head and cackled, being rather positive and open on her situation, "how about you, aye?"