Ankyra Sound Balefire

Let's get this party started! I'm not too sure on what this site's policy on tagging is, so I'll just tag you @Nyra just in case for now~~

There was a stranger around these parts, and she went by the name of Sir.

She appeared on the horizon at dawn. Aimlessly straddling the line between water and earth. Shaggy fur ruffled in the wind. Eyes casted down in thoughtful contemplation. She was a loner, an outcast not by choice, who wandered the world in search of a job. So far, she had no luck.

The pale she-wolf was knocked out of her thoughts by a new smell in the air. A scent mark. Very fresh. Sir's eyes slowly travelled upwards, and that was when she saw her: a behemoth of a wolf patrolling the Sound, covered in scars old and new. The source of the markings, she assumed, and a very ferocious-looking one indeed. Her imaginary gears started to turn. It had been months since she last saw a living face— does she pursue the bear-wolf, or turn away and never come back?

Sir chose the third option: staying put where she was, but calling out to alert the female's attention. It seemed safest not to cross her boundaries— literally. With a tentative howl, the mercenary cried out: Hello? Do you rule these parts?