Bearclaw Valley A Feast for All!

Azaria picked up on the sound of the Alpha's voice before the one she greeted could respond and a smile tugged at her lips as she heard the Roman speak in yet another enigmatic language.She was not as fluent in Norse as she was in Inuttut but the arctic creature had been exposed to a variety of languages up in the northern lands.
The she-wolf did not feel as if she'd done anything to negatively draw the Alpha's attention,or at least she hoped not.The las thing she wanted was to stir up any kind of unrest in the pack.
She dipped her torso and head towards the ground in a kind of bow as she approached the Alpha and once again kept her posture from assuming it's natural pride until Raziel signaled otherwise.

"Yes sir?"