Barrow Fields high octane

When another wolf materialized close by, Haunt's heart did a strange little leap as she thought, Meerkat? But upon closer look, it wasn't her half-sister, despite the resemblance. This was a stranger, her body language speaking loud and clear. She was very still, legs braced, and appeared to be listening, though her eyes were cast vaguely askew.

A little nonplussed by this uncanny behavior, Haunt also went very still. She said nothing, blinking as she watched the other she-wolf, waiting for her to make a move of some kind. Mostly, Haunt waited to see if she would look at her.