Wapun Meadow So you can survive when law is lawless

Her ears flattened briefly at the intrusion on her solitude, but she otherwise showed no outward emotion as she turned to look at her new packmate. She shrugged a little before returning her citrine gaze back on the grazing herd. She was quiet for a minute, thinking that what she was looking for most was something she apparently couldn't have--her family. I was mostly just studying, she finally answered for lack of any real answer to give him, eyes never moving from the elk. She was not in a particularly good mood (sorry), and she was content to sulk here in silence until she felt more like being back around the pack, but she wouldn't ask him to leave. Instead, she briefly glanced to the tall, scarred man, asking, Are you looking for a meal? shifting her gaze back to the beasts sifting through the snow after she had spoken.