Stavanger Bay ultraviolent junglist

I'm so sorry for the wait on this!

She frowned as he walked past her. He hadn't even looked her way. Maybe he hadn't heard her over the noise of the birds. Or, maybe he was just that good at ignoring other wolves when he didn't want their company. She just wasn't sure. Her ears swiveled in confusion as she tried to decide what to do. She wanted to make a new friend, but not if that meant upsetting him with her presence.

Hoping he just hadn't heard her, she trotted along the grassy area, parallel to him. She barked again, hoping to get his attention, but it seemed to fail.** She really didn't want to go on the beach, but she would need to get over it sooner or later, and now was as good a time as any. She hesitated a moment before bolting over towards the relative stranger. She knew she was safe with him, other wise he wouldn't be a member of the pack. Still, being on the beach made her nervous. She was quick to make it to his side, her eyes darting this way and that, like at any moment her attacker would come back her since she was on the beach. But, this beach belonged to Ragnar. If that male came here, it would be because he had a death wish.

After a moment, she turned her attention towards her unknown pack mate, though her ears were strictly alert to her surroundings. She gave him a tight smile, her nervousness coming through her usually upbeat and friendly personality. Hey, I'm Julooke, she said, introducing herself.

**If you're not okay with this PP, let me know and I'll change it :-)