Silver Creek Stream of Lullabies

Paeon was deep in sleep and likely had a few snores escape from her now and again. Getting a sold sleep after the long distance she had traveled. She likely could have slept for several more hours but she was woken by a loud bark. 'Up! Get up!'

Her eyes darted open and she frantically looked around her. It was morning and the trees and forest floor were still a vibrant green. She half expected the forest to be set ablaze and the stranger voice to be saving her from scorching her pelt. But as the immediate shock wore off and her eye and head had a chance to stop moving about they landed on a cream and colored female similar in build though larger in size.

Her erected tail and body language communicated clearly to Paeon that this female wasn't pleased with her presence. Paeon wasn't immediately sure why this wolf was taking such an active stance toward her. As far as she knew she had done things wrong.

Paeon responded with a neutral stance, not challenging back with dominance, but not quite ready to keel over in submission without knowing a cause. "Ok... I'm up... Morning... Is there something I can do for you?" Paeon asked in a neutral and slightly confused tone of voice. Paeon could smell the presence of other wolves with the female's scent, but it rang no alarm bells as most wolves resided in packs in Paeon's mind.