Blacktail Deer Plateau Awkward Greeting

Saena's ninth month was fast approaching, and if she hadn't had the drive to establish herself in the ranks before, she certainly did now. It was likely a combination of ageing and being determined to be more like her sister in hopes that the Blacktail spirit would live on in her. Unbeknownst to Saena, her mother had gone through a similar transformation, albeit a whole year later than her daughter.

She hung back from any attempted dominance against those wolves she knew well or were long-standing, but now that she spotted a newcomer—a small wolf like herself—Saena was eager to test the waters. She approached Tauska in the rigid manner of unfamiliar wolves and arched her neck. Her ears tipped forward into sharp peaks and she flagged her tail high over her hips, making a clear effort to establish herself as the higher ranking individual.

"You new? I'm Saena," she introduced herself, making direct eye contact with Tauska. She was careful not to appear confrontational or pompous; she wanted only to begin making her mark on the pack so that when she turned a year old, her place was already clear to the pack. Perhaps, if these early encounters went well, she would even go so far as to attempt to establish herself above her aunt. She was the last remaining heir, after all, since Pura showed no interest in that sort of thing.