Blacktail Deer Plateau beneath the sun (joining)

In truth, Aysun knew very little of what it meant to live in a pack that did not consist of pure family. Her parents had lead by example, her older siblings were equals -- and the youngest children were protegés. Aysuns creamy fur thrust back as a cool breeze crackled through the air, rattling branches of far off trees. She blinked, flicking her ears against her skull as if to avoid the cool air. A lone bird cried out against the clouds before shooting over the territory of Blacktail Deer Plateau, and Aysun could only watch after it with a soft flicker of longing.

The voice of another wolf had her visibly sharpen, her ears moving to catch the masculine voice before her eyes found him. Her lips twitched in a half smile as she leaned towards the male wolf -- a tall well built creature who had obviously been well fed over winter -- her own sides were shrunken, though not noticeable under a still thick coat of winter fur. She raised one eye brow and flicked her tail idly, "I did not come to conquer," she mused, her voice almost amused at the notion, "I wouldn't be a king anyways."

She gestured with a long pointed nose, her flame colored eyes settling on the territory that lay behind the way the man had come, "Is that where you come from?"