Whitebark Stream run wild

The other does not offer any inclination of their friendliness and at first, Shivali picks up a paw to retreat; she is not stupid enough to linger in danger. Her puppies may not be attached to her at the breast anymore, but that does not mean they do not need her and that she does not need to be in good shape to keep up with them. Before she has chance to turn, though, she’s greeted with a slight nod. The pale woman stares across the distance for a moment and watches the dark female, uncertain what to make of the greeting. The common tongue is not her most versatile but she can read body language and the stiffness is not forgotten. Still, the mother keeps her distance and returns the dip of her head in her own greeting.