They might have had instincts but so many, it seemed, did so well in dismissing them. Starshade, however, had always been quick to acknowledge the feelings that permeated from the primitive mind. Shiloh's actions had been fast as she snapped out of ehr daydream, and it had put a temporary halt to Starshade as she dropped down into a more submissive posture. Of course, she rose once more when the female had not initiated a barrage of questions or attacks, and she quickly moved to her final position. She had to be cautious, after all. If she ever made the mistake of becoming too injured, she had little doubt that her pack would have made a unanimous decision to dispose of her. It was not exactly something she had any intentions of experiencing any time soon. She'd have no other choice then to become a loner once more, and such a life did not pay well for those that made the mistake of angering a pack. Still, she felt somewhat... assured that she had come with only innocent intentions, kind ones even.

As Shiloh moved suddenly once more, Starshade fell back several strides, fumbling backwards with her head lowered. It was only when the larger female's posture and demeanor became overtly friendly that the pi bald woman moved forward once more. Her steps held hesitancy, however, unwavering for the time being though she did her best to display a kinder, more approachable facial expression. Even her tail waved briskly several times as she settled into a more comfortable position, her head tilted ever so slightly.

"Starshade," she responded simply, giving a stout nod of acknowledgement and a small smile of gratitude. It did feel strange, after all, to be thanked.

"I, too, suffered a similar ailment. I understand the pain. I am glad, however, that I was able to bring you here. Did you find Amo? The word you spoke of that day? If you remember."

Starshade, at least, remembered the girl's desperate pleas for some 'Amo.' The name and word had been foreign to Starshade and so, she had not questioned it much during her time away. Now, however, she remembered how important it had been to Shiloh. It only felt right to ask. She had always supposed it meant home or something akin to it. There were many words for home, after all.

She had become more comfortable for the time being, at least. She felt her muscles relax, and she shifted her weight into something more long term. However, it did not take long for the sound of paws and breathing to infiltrate the silence of the forest. Instantly, she became more rigged, pivoting stiffly and facing into the direction she had come. Her eyes narrowed as she scanned the foliage; had somebody followed her? She did not wish to be held accountable for another wolf of Asteraia. Was it a pack wolf? She could not help but whine beneath her breath at the thought, glancing back to Shiloh as she did so. If it were pack, she could only hope the dark girl's support would help her.

"Somebody is here."

It was all that she uttered before she backed up then, moving towards Shiloh. It was a natural act of defense, though she hoped it would not come to anything that they needed defending from. Besides, something seemed familiar about the scent and yet, she had not recognized it immediately. After all, it was more difficult to discern the scent of an individual when they were covered in the scent of an entire land rather than just one pack or region.