Sun Mote Copse There's a song in my heart now

whoops when i read this i didn't even realize it was a group thread idk why

corinna rolled up late, fashionably, even. her gaze, mint and struck with interest, fell around the clearing. she had met few of these wolves -- save for the thick one, finbar -- and had no interest in making herself known to others. not yet. she was aloof (the definition that means cool and distant), quiet, certainly mysterious. but her scent was present around the borders. she'd been patrolling, filling caches. just, independently. 

she'd interact when she wanted to, for now she liked keeping to herself. 

she gave wildfire a deep nod of respect, paired with a gentle smile, before settling nearby the pair that she would later learn to be wrean and maia. she offered them a polite dip of her head, ears flicking.