Moonsong Glacier I guess I'm doing karaoke on the 29th :/

internally, jr battles her prickly nature by default, knowing that there was no reason for it here, among her packmates.

she sniffs at the air, taking in his scent. moonsong, coupled as it was with his own unique scent.

his lips move to form a greeting that she has quickly come to understand. -hello.- she signs in ptero, giving her tail a cautious, but friendly wag. her scarred shoulder shifts, instinctively, when he gestures to ghost whose keen eyes are sharp, her eyes focused on the, to her, soundless words he forms.

jr offers a sage nod, unsure how to communicate his name.

-ghost.- she signs, believing it would not be understood. at least, not yet. teaching their leader would be a step in the right direction for being able to effectively communicate beyond simple body language and the few noises she could make ... providing any other packmates had a want to learn ptero.