The strange girl was aware of Scarlett's presence before the young girl had been able to spot her, be it by smell or sound; the osprey girl was less than skilled in being silent or secretive. Scarlett slowed in her pace towards the girl when she turned to her, waiting to see how the strangers received her before making the full approach. The stranger sniffs and then tilts her head, as if trying to decipher the meaning of her words. It causes the cream and brown girl to reciprocate the action out of curiosity. Did she not understand words? It puzzled her, but she had heard stories about wolves like this from her mother. How some wolves did not learn words when they were little and responded to noises and gestures instead. Some couldn't hear words at all and others could not make any noise at all. It amazed her how different the world was, and so she immediately began to wonder how this wolf was different, if she was.

A friendly humming noise and tail wag created by the she-wolf make Scarlett light up, smile lighting up her face and tail increasing it's almost constant dance behind her. She was excited that the stranger had not rejected her presence or lashed out in a bad way. She decided to introduce herself, but how? She was still so confused on just what this new girl was like as she stopped before her. "Scarlett," she said slowly, lifting her paw to motioning to herself to try and see if this girl understood her. And then she pointed her paw out to the larger girl, turning her head in question. "You?" she asked, wanting to at least get the girls name if she had the capabilities to tell her. If she could just get her name, she would be so happy, because she could make any friendship work.

She bowed down playfully, letting out a park as if to as ask if she wanted to play. All wolves played, even loners. It was in their genes, even if some liked to reject that part of themselves. Her tail wagged behind her and she swatted out with a little paw before dashing back a little way, letting out another bark to try and entice the girl to join her. Scarlett was easy to get along with, and maybe that was the path she would end up choosing in life, to become a diplomat and make more friends. Or she could follow in the footsteps of her grandmother and become a healer, or even a warrior, despite her small size. There was a world of possibilities out there for her, but for now, she was content to try and befriend the girl before her.