Stone Circle Hello, welcome home

She heard another member walking nearby. Evaluating their scent, Dianne realized that she didn't recognize it. While not keen on approaching wolves to start conversation, there was another factor that urged her to move in the wolf's direction: she was lost. It was frustrating to admit to herself and even moreso that she was going to a wolf for help, but whatever. She was tired of trying to figure this out on her own. Perhaps this member could give her some advice.

When the wolfess came into view, Dianne noted her large, somewhat masculine form first, then her blue-roan coat. She'd be easy to recognize, at least. Once at a speaking distance away, she said, Greetings. I don't believe we've met; my name is Dianne. I'm a new recruit. Her words came out robotically, as they usually did. She just wanted to get formalities out of the way.