Northstar Vale If the world was ending.

The nymph was startled by a sound, and when she turned to face the origin - ears twisting forward - she saw a large wolf striding confidently closer. It was nobody she could immediately recognize; but being this deep in the vale meant they had to be a friend, right? She tried not to let her nerves show, which proved pointless - her fur puffed slightly, not that it was a powerful image with it being naturally so short. The man stopped and greeted her, to which she answered with a little nod of acquiescence - more out of habit than anything.

It should not have surprised her that others would be roaming the vale; she had no real knowledge of who was in the pack, or how strong they were, or any of that. Nothing to aid her as a higher-ranked individual among them. Off to a good start then, she mused.

Hello. Out for.. a patrol, I assume? Ibis questioned softly, stowing her earlier anxieties until she could wallow alone.