The Heartwood nanukigun

She had cursed under her breath the moment their conversation stopped, watching the golden furred wolf glance around. Their pause only lingered for a moment however, a demand that she reveal herself echoing through the ash forest. Atka closed her eyes for a moment and sighed, should things go south, she didn't doubt that Dreven would be nearby. She didn't count on his arrival though as she stepped their direction, Atka wasn't an antagonistic wolf and she did not anticipate any conflict. The snap of a twig was almost a confirmation of her presence as she stopped a comfortable distance away.

❝What brings you two here?❞ Atka spoke into the uncomfortable silence as she stared with a a slightly lowered head, sniffing at them.

They did not smell like any of the wolves she'd met in her stay here. These strangers looked strong, powerful, as she looked them over and noted their different features. Tension seemed present as she gazed at them, but she awaited a response quietly.