Blackbeak Bluff anchors away boys

ooc; hey there, welcome to wolf! i hope you don't mind me?

strange indeed, how she sought the coast instead of the marshy wilds. she was accustomed to the swamps more so than a seaside venture. mayhap it was due to her seeking a change from the endless winter season. white there. white here. more white over yonder. at least the coast seemed to be in constant turmoil. a forever changing thing. she had not yet found a marsh either way and perhaps if she had she would have lurked within it instead. 

for now, she would wander this area. deadset on lurking nearby to the massive amount of packs in the area. out of sheer boredom. or was it defiance? she was not on their land. she had been informed of such things, however brief the interactions had been. the bay was no longer an option. she would find somewhere else. the cliffs seemed a good place to obtain the lay of the land, and there she went. mindful of the bluff's state, an er to caution was given. 

ahead of her now was the approaching other. pale gaze flickered over the man, his fiery coat a change of pace compared to the greys. the whites. the blacks and the browns. he seemed intent on the lower half of the landscape. wherein she rose, he descended. shifting her body to the side to allow him passage, she watched him with a spark of interest. nothing more. it was up to him to initialize conversation. though if he looked at her, she would give him a short dip of the head.