Horizon Ridge Back to the wild

A voice broke the silence—well, not counting the wind and surf—and it startled Pied somewhat. She turned, her gray ears sliding backward as her gaze swept the sands, soon enough locating a pale figure across the dunes. The Gamma squinted, yet she didn't recognize the white she-wolf with spring green eyes she could make out even from this distance. Assuming she must be a new recruit, the sub-leader woofed loud enough to be heard over the background noise, inviting the other female to come closer if she wished, as Pied certainly wouldn't be the one moving.