Sun Mote Copse The weather’s nice, so I called you

The first thing Chanel noticed about the approaching stranger was a set of uniquely green eyes. The second thing that stood out was the women's rather tired expression. In fact Chanel would have described her as looking drained. Upon seeing her clear exhaustion, Chanel wondered whether she should have bothered her at all- she didn't want to be another issue for this wolf who already looked so burdened.

But when the wolf introduced herself as Wraen, leader of the Firebirds, Chanel was thankful that she didn't seem to have aggressive intentions. In fact the girl wore a polite smile which Chanel noticed and appreciated. And firebirds... what an exciting name. She was immediately intrigued. "Good afternoon," she started politely. "It's a pleasure to meet you, Wraen. My name is Chanel. I've been living the life of a nomad for a few months now... I happened to come across your land." She struggled to find her next words to explain her reason for howling. She didn't want to seem demanding... and suddenly she felt nervous in the presence of the older girl, her gaze flitting towards the ground. "My apologies for calling you... you look abit busy. I just hadn't talked to another wolf in a long while... Honestly I don't have particular business here..." She admitted with caution. She flashed Wraen a polite yet awkward smile in an attempt to appear friendly, though she generally still looked nervous.