Both eyes looked over the stranger. Pine’s deep forest colors were quick in their detailed investigations. Talien did not smell of a pack, nor did she come across as someone whose purpose was to report to anyone. A glance at her tail and at her face the young wolf decided she could be a potential ally. The calico’s head lifted and she returned the wag, stepping forward she reached out her nose in greeting.

The white however, now seemed a little more wary. Their roles shifted seamlessly and Inanna took a more controlled, protective stance. Greetings. Inanna voiced in a mildly airy voice. I am Inanna, this is-

Not important! Pine interrupted, her head popping in front Talien’s. The energetic puppy that she had been most of her life shined through her face with the friendliness of a thousand suns. It is a pleasure to meet you, Talien! I have not seen you around before. Nor smelled you.

Nor have I. Inanna added, feeling as though her input was more accurate since she had roamed the commonlands more than Pine had. Are you new to this place? Now they both grinned happily. Their two worlds came together in their mutual ability to be kind to others and welcome them to their folds. They were, after all, social creatures! And young ones at that.