Stavanger Bay oh there it is again, sitting on my chest

It is curious, she begins, striding upward the hill through the thicket of trees near the Bay’s entrance. Her tail tip purposefully rises to brush the cheek of @Nefris with her passing. Do you think they see us to be a threat?
For while others respected the markers, the sickening sweetness of a recent heat intermingles with that of the pack they encountered along the coastlines. Valyri ponders if it is a note of dominance, or perhaps she reads into it more than she ought to.
It is an odd move, nonetheless, to travel close to the unknown when in such vulnerable state—if Valyri were unkind.