Off to a bitter start..

Zephyr hadn't noticed the other wolf at first. She'd still been lost in thought, her feet on auto-pilot, until she eventually caught sight of the intruder and snapped out of her state. She picked up the pace and headed toward the other wolf, trying to catch a scent or any telltale signs as to whether they belonged to The Sunspire or not.

When she had neared enough to communicate with the other, Zeph was not sure how to react. She was still not very well-established into her pack, so she wasn't entirely sure if she had the authority to take action and chase this wolf off. Plus, what if she was from her own pack? After all, this wolf had just greeted her and didn't look as though she'd done anything wrong.

Zephyr decided to just handle the situation with caution. "Hello." Silently, she was praying that her poor social skills wouldn't make her look weak in front of a possible enemy. She made sure to stand with good posture, an erect tail, and she tried to appear as though she were curious and a bit agitated, but nothing more. "Who are you?"