Broken Antler Fen Mentality of tons

Wraen had not spoken to Ibis's acqaintance Khali ever since meeting him on the borders and accepting him in the ranks. He had looked quite awful at that time and the older wolf had respectfull given him time and space to recover and settle. Now - few weeks later, when she happened to see him sitting alone near a river that had broken free from the icy grasp of wintertime, she walked over to have a little chat. After all, if this Raven didn't contribute much to the bigger things of the pack, she could at least make sure that people within felt noticed and appreciated. 

"Hey," she greeted him, smiling and tail wagging. She came to stand next to him, peered curiously at the river first, then lifted her gaze to look at him. "How are you doing?"