Greatwater Lake Frozen Bareness of the Lands

No need to apologize. c: It only sent me one message to notify me of the tagging.
I was wondering though, how is it you do the grey, indented line? It seems everyone knows how it's done, and I've just been a bit too nervous to ask anyone about it. ;v;"

Having just recently joined a pack, the female lupine had grown a bit antsy sticking to the area. Finding that she couldn't put her need to travel to bed so easily, Sen once again found herself on the move and in a new land. With her need to travel and see new places well in mind, she was sure that the life of an Outrider would be for her—though she had no plans of changing her attitude to make it easier on herself. With her paws eager to fulfill this new task of hers, the dark wolf moved farther and farther from her pack's land. Through the wetlands, along creeks and lakes, over the mountains... her travel was a long one, but her rough pads fared well against each of the terrains. Finally, she found herself at Greatwater Lake, searching for an opened place in the ice to hydrate herself.
As the sight of a hole in the ice registered through her orbs, Sen made her way over to it and lowered herself down onto her haunches for a drink. All sorts of scents lingered around it, foxes and ice being the main two, but the one that caught her belonged to a wolf. It was fresh, leading away from the lake, and while a better part of her mind thought it'd be too risky to follow the scent of an unknown wolf, she ignored it and followed anyways. It didn't take long for the other she-wolf's form to be seen, but the scent of the foxes' blood was much more invasive than Somnia's own. With no way of knowing who the wolf may be, or whether she was friendly or aggressive, the black lupine approached with little to no caution. The way she walked and held herself was quick to match her personality, as was the grin that grew across her maw.
"Evening," Sen voiced, her steps slowing as she reached hearing distance from the other female. "Or is it morning? I am no longer sure."
Even the smallest of words to leave her mouth still held an air of arrogance around them, as well as a tinge of coldness. How she managed that by giving a short, simple greeting, not even she was sure.