Dawnlark Plains Anybody there?

Loir had been a lone wolf, and she hadn't handled lone wolf life too well. She needed a family, and hoped she could find one. The smell of other wolves was strong, and being in Dawnlark Plains gave Loir an uneasy feeling. She'd maybe be thought of as trespassing, and chased out, but she wasn't sure. Loir sniffed the ground and continued on, hoping her fate wouldn't be death, or injury.

Would she be accepted?

Loir then decided to make her presence known, and she took a deep breath.

H-hello?