Whitefish River Merlot

Wraen did not have to wait for too long - she heard the sound of approaching footfalls from her left, raised to her feet and waited for the wolf to appear. She was not afraid, though judging from the noise alone, someone definitely bigger and stronger than her was making it's way towards her. 

She met a tall, bear-like she-wolf and for a moment it seemed as if both measured each other head-to-toe with their gazes - it was decided that for now either could be civil. The other's smile broke the momentarily iciness and Wraen smiled sincerely in response. "Good day to you too! My name is Wraen and me and some of my friends have settled in a forest nearby. It's a temporary home, but I thought I should come and introduce ourselves, since you live the closest," she explained.

"And find out beforehand, which lands are off-limits and where are we allowed to hunt freely," she said. "What is the name of your pack you represent?"