Blacktail Deer Plateau [j] turn my swag on

A small echo sheltered itself into Hawkeye's left ear, which was always subconsciously raised, even if resting as she did now. Her mind was on fire with all of the thoughts she had been trying to process lately. Raising her rump in the air to stretch, and then pulling herself to all fours, a light trot was begun by the female.

Spotting the wolf from far off, Hawkeye noted the silvery fur. Well, finally another color other than black, she thought to herself, even when hesitating. The call could have easily been ignored, numbers of the pack being so high. She continued on, though, focusing on the bright yellow eyes of the female before her.

"I am Hawkeye, Alpha. What is your business here?" Noticing the air of the other, the swarthy wolf almost suffocated in the pretentiuosness of it all.