Stone Circle Ashes

Nyra tilted her head slightly, swiveling an ear to the side, then forward again. A child, this close to the border of a pack's territory? She furrowed her brow some, curious. This was an uncommon sight for her, though, many occassions around this place were. The snow-furred she-wolf stepped out from the thicket and trees she had been hunkered in, staring at the youth as she tilted her head again. 
"Hello, young man." She greeted softly, padding forward so he could hear her, though letting her ears and tail relax to try and show she wasn't a threat. 
"Do you belong to the pack that owns the lands beyond the scent marks here?" Nyra inquired, her tone genuine, fiery yellow eyes equally honest. The white she-giant was nervous, to say the least. She wanted to make a good impression, especially if adults were around...especially alpha wolves. 
"I ask, because I am looking to join a pack. Loner life is difficult and harsh, and I would be beyond grateful if you might escort me to your leaders?" She swiveled her ears back, slouching her shoulders from the straight, tall posture she had before 
"Please?"