Kildeer Rest who's gonna show this stranger around?

Xahi had been whisked away from her resting spot that day by a new scent, an unfamiliar scent. It was a wolf, that she was certain of. Which wolf however..? This was her mystery. The dark-faced ghost swept through the forest on her long legs, practically flying over the ground with her speed. As she neared the scent, the young woman began to slow, gradually coming to a graceful meander. From the treeline, she was certain all this new wolf would be able to see at the moment was her piercing emerald gaze.
    
    From the shadows, Xahi studied this new wolf. He was not large nor small, but balanced in his size and height. The man's pelt was of a striking charcoal and white, complimented by silvers and dove greys. There too, were deep amber eyes that caught her attention for a touch of a moment. Their dark shade reminded her of Lennon's mud brown for a slight moment, despite their differences. Perhaps it was more the curiosity they held. The young sylph felt a pang of grief at the thought of her lost...partner, but she quickly attempted to steer her mind away from it. She focused more now on the new wolf's demeanor. He didn't seem hostile, but rather intrigued, as if he were waiting for something. 

    "What do you wait for stranger," The woman inquired with an acute curiosity. Perhaps in this moment she should have been more wary, but it was hard to have motivation for wariness when her soul was halfway dipped into the pools of grief. Xahi stepped partially out of the shade now, so her shoulders and everything above were visible.