Haunted Wood ships in the night

The stranger's tone shifted. Zabaniyah listened to the change and found it curious that a simple answer could assuage the other wolf's aggression. It was curiouser still that the stranger would presume Zabaniyah was here to join any collective without a proper introduction. A slight crease of the agouti woman's brow gave the impression of a hesitation; she pondered what the strange shadow of a woman meant.

Then her features relaxed. She glanced around at the dark forest and took a long, deep breath of the summer air. There were other wolf scents here but nothing to indicate to Zabaniyah that she was in danger. She leveled her gaze upon the stranger and asked, Tell me of your people? Perhaps her search was over as quickly as it had begun.