Ankyra Sound the sky trail

The scent of a fellow canine, not one of Sapphique. Astera watched a figure approach, she curiously trotted closer, kicking up sand with each step. 

She offered a friendly smile as a greeting. They seemed to know her pack well, something that intrigued her. Her pale fur swayed with a maratime breeze. How did ya know!?

Who is your mother?