The Heartwood I whistle a happy tune

At first Vienna was clueless to the stranger, but as she came in closer proximity, her attentive ears caught the woman's uneven gait. Quickly she turned, gaze traveling through the trees to land on Ivev, posture defensive. Though she relaxed some, she was still hesitant to approach too quickly. She had found that even kind wolves got leery and aggressive when approached too brazenly, for a forward greeting could sometimes be seen as aggressive.

Instead she simply called over, tentatively. "Hello." As she did, she tried to assess the other. She looked to be just as wary, and possibly injured, though too far away to see the extent.