Raven's Watch Souärr

ty for joining <3

A voice. A gentle, deep call. She raises her head in skittery acknowledgment to see a long, dark figure part the snow. Her ears flatten– were all mountain wolves similarly favored? Not every giant was Wide Fang, but her eyes flick to the long, powerful legs then up into the face presenting a void and sets a healthy measure of doubt upon this encounter.
Still, the greeting is mild enough, and in an effort to avoid impudence Ayovi tries to raise her tail in wave– though she is too tense for such a casual gesture, and it makes her look briefly tremulous.
So in return she loosens her own croon; a quiet, dulcet address and cautiously lifts her nose to pull wolf-scent from the air.