Looking for company

[Thorn]

Satin the little dark shewolf trotted into the sheltered terra. She was oddly calm. Despite her worries about being hunted down by her previous pack, she felt strangly safe here. She wasnt hungry and now she was away from the mud pits, things seemed better. She wanted to sleep now, but she also wanted company. Her memories of her birth pack had made her feel the need to find other wolves.
She lay down in a pool of sun and gave a little howl, wandering if there were other wolves around.

[whitewolf]

Larka returned the howl with a loud, clear and elegant one. It rung like a bell through the lands. Her snowy crania swiveled on her neck, searching for the wolven that had released the first howl. There seemed to be none. The wolf would have to come to her then.

OOC: NO! The SHORTNESS!!!!!!

[Thorn]

Satin heard the howl and hopped to her feet, half delighted half concerned. Was it a member of her old pack? She flicked her ears. No. The howlers voice was unfamiliar. The little dark shewolf had never heard a howl like that before.
Emboldened, she sniffed the breeze and took a tenative step toward the trees, on her guard. She gave another howl, then yipped. Putting her muzzle to the ground she sniffed for the other wolf. Or wolves. Was there a whole pack out here? A ray of light caught her glossy coat. "Who is there?" she called in the way of wolves.