Blacktail Deer Plateau The end of the end of the end.

Rue heard the call from the heart of the plateau and made her way toward the borderlands swiftly, but also with a healthy amount of caution. She certainly wouldn't want to go barging on in if there was some kind of altercation going on-- it was always wisest to assess a situation from afar before approaching. 

The caribou was certainly out of place this far south in the summertime, and it was behaving quite erraticly to boot. This raised questions in Rue's mind, but they were questions for which she knew she would never recieve answers. The young woman could see wolves gathering at the edge of the clearing-- presumably her new packmates, since they were within pack territory. Rue melted back into the forest in order to give the caribou a wide berth as she approached the group. 

Rue's appearance was cautiously strategic-- she wanted to approach the group from behind Kavik, so that he would be somewhat in-between herself and the other pack wolves, should anyone get aggressive at the sight of a stranger. Rue carried the scent of Blacktail Deer Plataeu, but not all wolves took the time to smell a strange wolf before attacking. As Rue joined the group, she nodded a slient greeting, allowing her gaze to capture that of each present wolf in turn.  

"It's behavior is reckless, erratic.." Rue observed, voice barely above a whisper. They might assume that she was speaking quietly because there was prey nearby, but if we're being honest that's pretty much how she always speaks. "..We should be careful. Can't trust it to act like normal prey.." Rue dropped her gaze deferentially after speaking her warning, signaling to the others that her speech was in no way an appeal for any kind of leadership role in this hunt. She was the newest recruit after all-- she was simply here to take orders.