Redhawk Caldera a little pony-tailed girl, growed up to be a woman

Accompanied by Balarina, but she is hanging back quite a distance.

Journey howled again at the borders of the next pack they came across. Her scent was even stronger now, so she did her best to make her voice sound as friendly and official as possible. She was not, after all, looking to seduce their men away from their borders —

Although....

Focus! she told herself, giving her head a little shake. She had a job to do, and she had promised Balarina that she was fit to do it! So she waited patiently, black tail tucked tight against her haunches and ears splayed demuringly on either side of her narrow head. She did was always quick to anticipate trouble at times like this, but she hoped that things would run smoothly.