Luneshale Pass that's the way I remember her best

Balarina tensed at the sight of a lean, suspicious stranger. Socializing with her own kind had always been dicey business, and suspicious of all new canids, despite the way they'd demonstrated their friendliness toward each other more often than not.

One triangular ear twisted toward S'ari, but if the coyote was present, she was either too still or too distant for Balarina to hear. Perhaps that was for the best.