The Bracken Woods Dwinnderlets

The sound of approaching footsteps and materialization of a young wolf with very unusual set of colours, drew Dwinn out of her contemplation and she looked up at the strange with curiousity. "Oh, hey! How do you do?" she responded with a common courtesy for the sake of saying anything, while the rest of her being decided, what to do about the situation she was in. 

On the second, better look at the girl, she realized that the other was not much older than her, which already lifted Dwinn's spirits. There was, of course, certain pride in her for being the only traveller her age out here, but it was also nice to have a confirmation that there was a small movement of young people outside Brecheliant, who also had chosen the life of travel. 

"I am Dwinn," she introduced herself, standing up and craning her neck to get a better sniff at the girl before her. "What is your name and do you live here?" she asked.