Gyrfalcon's Keep Good Fences Make Good Neighbors

Heph noted the approaching stranger at a distance, light fur, but dusted with the tones of the earth and the sun, a stiffness that made sense in the straight lines of her hair and the graceful power of a warrior enmeshed with her step. She returned the woof of greeting with a wag of her tail, a friendly bark of her own, and a tuck of her own ears, waiting until speech was a more comfortable distance but doing her best to show she was not there to cause trouble even if there was a small dead furry thing at her paws and a wolf whose lands she was approaching as the pack scent winding around the other she-wolf became more apparent with the closing gap.

When the other wolf was close enough to make out the color of her eyes Heph's first instinct was to pay a swift and over-exaggerated compliment. Such a breathtaking reception to these packlands, you'll have to use that warrior's walk to chase me away at this rate. But she was there first for Moontide and then secondly perhaps to seek whatever conversation could be spared before she returned back to her own packlands. So instead she tipped her head in greeting, the ease of her natural candor giving her voice the impression of a confidence she did not feel. "Hello. I'm Heph from Moontide, a pack along the coast to the west of here." She offered the information easily, they would be able to find them without much trouble anyways the distance only a day or two's travel at most if one were being deliberate but not overly hurried. "I noticed these borders, and brought a gift." She picked the racoon up by its scruff, it was heavier than she remembered and anticipated and her head dipped a little at he weight before she managed to place it between the two of them before backing away.

"I was hoping...ummm" Her speech faltered a bit, difficult to ask for such a thing that she had never asked for before. She really was not sure how to do this, but forced herself to plough on. Something in her voice changed, warmer and friendlier and more her own, open and wide though not teasing. "Well we're going to be near enough neighbors and our pack was hoping that we might eventually become friendly enough to call upon each other's borders for trade or aid or what is needed." Thinking back to what Rodyn had said he offered she added, trying not to ramble too much but wishing to be upfront with her intentions. "I can also stay and assist on nearby hunts for the next few days and answer any questions I can." She did not invite herself into their borders, but the land around the territory surely had some prey in it and she was more than willing to follow orders and give up the kills if it meant stretching her legs in the chase. Time would tell whether or not the pack would make a good ally or desire Moontide's good will either, but for them to learn they would need to at least be on speaking terms and she hoped that her first attempt had done her pack a service rather than an ill.