Whitebark Stream Doe, a deer

A soft chuff of another wolf approaching made her ears twitch. The platinum woman who slid up beside them was one Chai recognized, but only in passing. Bhediya's co-lead. The passive display of dominance in the form of a high tail was more than enough for Chai to duck her head down low, tongue furling over her lips submissively. Dawn, as she introduced herself, was in heat. There was no mistaking that kind of smell emanating off another female. She was aware of the potential aggressiveness that could come with it, and it was this little fact that had Chai feel as if she were walking on eggshells. 

Her partially flattened ears rose a little. Dawn had complimented her find. Awkwardly, unsure of how to receive such praise, Chai aimed her face away, almost bashfully. "T-thanks...I think it was just luck, I guess..." Was it? Maybe it was something more; a hidden talent waiting to be awoken. "I'm Chai..." She offered in her soft voice, just a note above a whisper. Bhediya then excused herself, to whom Chai watched with a hint of disappointment in her eyes as she left. Afterwards, she approached the set of tracks more closely, nose hovering above them. "Six individuals..." She assessed. "Five doe's...and a buck in his prime..."