As Junior turned, Cara's body spun simultaneously as the shiny ripples of light dancing over the juvenile's coat reached the female's eyes. As it was natural for the female, she tensed and bristled at the sight of a stranger near the Spine. With a swift motion Cara whipped her tail over her back and approached the younger girl with cautious and measured steps.
In better days she would've chased the teenager off, thinking that she was looking for scraps or something; but with their numbers falling so quickly, she figured every body was worth a shot.
"I won't hurt you unless you give me a reason to" she barked, with a sweet tone that contrasted against her sharp words. The whole 'being friendly and recruiting members' was a hard task for the pale girl, whose default response to strangers was to snarl and growl.