Gently in the Night I Roam {J}

A smile curled her lips as Rozari saw one begin to form on the other fae's lips but almost immediately, the arrival of a foreign scent had her tensed. The dominant scent of an alpha male filled the air- and the aura of regal strength that emanated from this pack's alpha had her crouching almost to the ground, lowering her tail and her head so her eyes faced the ground, though she darted quick looks at the dominant male.

"Rozari Igantyev. I'm seeking to join your pack, if you have the inclination and the room." She drew a little back from the brief snarl across his muzzle but stayed her ground, knowing she would most likely need to show at least a little backbone. Rozari lowered her head further and lowered her shoulders further, going against her pride and following her instincts to show respect. This wolf would most likely easily wound her severely if she was to challenge him in any manner, so perhaps provoking him further would do no good for her health.