Kildeer Rest fix me or just conflict me, 'cause i'll take anything

He sees the stranger before she notices him, stopping to watch her approach, but he hesitates a moment too long and before he can say anything, she's spotted him. His ears pin back at the immediate display of submission, guilt surging through him as it always does. No, no, it's fine— I mean, it's close, but it's fine, He tries to reassure her quickly, increasingly uncomfortable; he's reminded of Ioa, and that makes it sting a little more.
He takes a few steps nearer to her, his own posture relaxed through great effort. There's no pack scent on the stranger, as far as he can tell. The Bracken Sanctuary, He gestures toward Broken Boulder with his muzzle, tone friendly. I'm Alarian.