Swiftcurrent Creek worn out places, worn out faces

Another Creek wolf's scent drifted to her, however, strange enough, she'd never smelled it before. That was rare. Her white head turned and she paused her slow walk. Her empty eyes searched for the source before they found her and settled on her. Star glanced over her quickly- many shades of brown, and yellowish eyes. Star trotted up steadily to the new member. "I've never seen you here before. I'm Star." She said, not bothering to ask the stranger's. If she wanted Star to know, she'd tell her.