Moonsong Glacier Wayside

The myriad of wolven scents interested her. She dissected each one belonging to it's owner as best as her nose would allow. 

An outsider could only learn so much without shifting their status. Normally, were these lands unclaimed and if she were dealing with one, or even two individuals, Aliki would have obeyed her base instincts. Advertising her presence and assertive personality by over marking with her own scent.

Not here. It was not proper wolf edict, even for someone more rooted to their instincts, like herself. Boundaries were to be respected. Unless you were stupid or were asking to be attacked. The Water wolf was neither.

A rumble gleaned her attention, prompting her dark head to lift. A pale but confident figure of masculinity. Her already raised hackles flattened, but remained slightly raised in between the rise of her shoulders. Intense purple eyes fixed on him for but a moment, before averting to his cheek. The slight raise of a left paw and the slow retreat a little further from the border, signaled she was non-confrontational.

Aliki was not used to speaking with others. It was not that she couldn't. More often than not, she elected to let her body do the talking. This time, her voice was low and wisp like, from lack of use. "Only to settle my self curiosity. This...Moonsong...I do not believe I have come across them before." She sniffed to clear an itch inside her nose. "Although...I have been absent for many moons..."