Duck Lake Follow your heart, little child of the west wind

Look alive.

Selena popped her head up at the sound of the newcomer, but was relieved that they seemed welcoming in their greeting. A quick look over and the girl assessed the stranger: large, rich pelt, and scarred. "Hi there." She chirped with a thump of her tail and a smile before finding herself on all fours.

"Am I intruding?" Since she started traveling on her own, Selena never knew if she was in a neutral territory or not. Sometimes she could smell markers but others... not as strong.