Lots of excitement for this thread :D Also, being very vague about @Pip and the join thread <3

Since meeting Squeak the day before the tawny female had been very reluctant to travelling far from the cedarwood forest, but she'd been on the far most east edge of the area her pack had claimed as there own and had spotted a fairly large creek in the near distance. So of course she decided to investigate. On a very misty day, too. She was just full of great ideas. Keeping in mind the distance she was putting between her and Grizzly Hollow territory, Yvly trotted onwards, tawny ears perking up at the sound of water gently flowing down its intended channel. While it was a soothing sound, to touch the water was cold, as she had figured out by dipping the end of her muzzle in it to quench her thirst. Pulling up she shook her head, mouth set in a grimace from the icy feeling in her jaws and face. Winter just made everything so cold, and she didn't like it.

Glaring down at the water as if it had done something to deserve her hate, Yvly sighed and picked her way along the edge of the creek, being careful not to touch the dreadfully freezing liquid. Her dark amber eyes could spot a mountain in the far, far distance, somewhat out of focus from the intense mist surrounding her. She had seen its alpenglow when she sometimes rose early in the mornings, but mostly later at night when the sun was descending in the sky. She'd grown up on very flat plains, so the idea of a mountain was preposterous to her. Who would want to live on a great, big rock? The tawny female broke out of her thoughts as an unfamiliar scent drifted through the air, catching the interest of her nose. Her eyes sought out the figure nearby, landing on a wolfish form staring down at the creek with a seeming curious expression. "Hello?"

You get my last post for the night :D

The greyscale female with pastel yellow eyes glanced at her, a scrutinizing look in her gaze. Yvly also ran her eyes over the others coat, noticing the scars cutting across what once might have been a very beautiful face. Dragging her eyes so they were no longer staring at the scars but instead the older woman's chin, Yvly allowed the silence to stretch on, waiting for her to make a move. Swiftly the other smiled kindly, body relaxing, and the tawny female followed suit. There was no need for any posturing to go on, as they were very much within neutral territory and she would rather not get into a fight at this moment. She couldn't put herself in danger when Squeak could need her, not that she didn't trust the smaller female to look after herself. She just felt oddly protective of her.

"I myself prefer it when the sun is out," Yvly responded with a smile, hoping to alleviate any remaining awkwardness that may be remaining. Taking a quick whiff of the air through her nostrils, the tawny female could pick up no other scent than her own. "You are alone in your endeavours?" she queried, wolfy brows raising slightly to emphasis her question. The greyscale female with her pastel yellow eyes must have been very tough to have endured the winter so far as well as she had... she would make a good pack mate, tough and not afraid of getting dirty. That is, if her personality wasn't off-putting.

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"Crystal," Yvly replied when the other gave hers, offering her own name back to the greyscale female whom she would now call Lily. It was a pretty name... one of those flowers that sporadically grew near her homeland in the spring. Tawny ears twitched when Lily voiced her assumption of her being in a pack, simply canting her muzzle to the side in an agreeing response. Lately she had been trying to express more of her inner thoughts through words rather than just actions, but that courtesy was mainly extended to those she trusted most. First Lily would need to pass the level of trust she had set before anything other than a simple interaction happened.

It seemed that the older female loved to talk, or at least liked to give away a lot of information she thought would be useful, which wasn't necessarily a bad thing, but it required more effort on her part to look interested in the conversation rather than drifting off into the abyss of her mind. However, when Lily spoke of trying to join a pack, the tawny female smiled knowingly. She knew how hard it was to find a pack to accept a stranger into their midst, especially during winter, and so she was that much more grateful to Veho and Wacipi for allowing her into Grizzly Hollow. Yvly also supposed the scarring on the greyscale female's face was a big turn-off, but to her it spoke volumes of strength and durability that others may lack. "If you are still seeking a pack the one I currently reside in is not too far from here. I'm sure the leaders would be willing to let you join, we could use a couple more members." Willow Ridge was a far larger pack, and they would need more of their own if bad went to worst.

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"Wonderful," Yvly said with a smile. But first, she wanted to know if Lily was particularly great, or at least above average, at something, before taking her to Grizzly Hollow borders. She wouldn't bring a nugatory wolf back to her pack. It seemed that nature was in Lily's favour as the wind offered them the delicious scent of rabbit that was likely nearby. Hunting wasn't a very hard skill to be good at, but rabbits were a bit tricky to catch in snowy conditions. At least then, if they caught any, Lily would have an offering to present to Veho and Wacipi as a show of good faith. The greyscale female's suggestion was met with an affirmative cant of Yvly's muzzle, her dark amber eyes already zooming in on the rabbit tracks in the snow.

"You lead the way," the tawny female said softly. If Lily was going to present a rabbit as a gift, then she should be the one to take charge of the situation and make the first move. Plus then she could evaluate Lily's skills in not only hunting, but also thinking of a plan to catch the intended target. As a proficient hunter herself, Yvly knew that one of the best tactics for hunting rabbits in snow was to creep up onto them from behind and make a leap to land on them. Once the rabbit started running it was already over. In spring, however, if a wolf was fast enough, they had the chance to catch the running prey, but it was quite difficult. Yvly's eyes landed on the other's pastel yellow eyes, waiting for her to make the first move and, essentially, tell Yvly what to do in order to catch a rabbit.