Sleepy Fox Hollow on the prowl

Her nose led her up the side of one of the mountains that surrounded the depression below, and Cyclone spotted yet another something up here that was of interest: another wolf, and not one she knew to be part of her crew. Curious and wondering if the other might have been sent this way by Vyn or perhaps Ingram (assuming they exchanged names), Cyclone approached with an amicable expression. The footing here was pretty good, and the path that led up to the stranger wasn't a difficult one to follow. The prey was forgotten, at least for now, as Cyclone assessed the stranger.

Ahoy there! she called out, eventually stopping a few paces down the mountain from the other wolf. She was panting, but not so badly that she'd be unable to speak.