Redhawk Caldera Music Walnut

So, here it was. This was the last place she had known her father to live, though his scent didn't stick to the border. That was... disconcerting. Perhaps he and Fox had moved on to somewhere new. She was a little bummed, but maybe somebody who still lived here could point her in the right direction. In fact, she spotted a lone white figure not too far off. Her ears perked up, then she tilted her muzzle up and let out a short, quiet howl for the stranger.

She was still a ways away from the fuzzy border that was the marked territory, so hopefully she wouldn't appear to be a threat to him. And if he came barreling toward her with the intent to harm, she'd hightail it out of here as fast as possible. For now, though, she waited, emerald eyes squinting in his direction.