Akira

The oddly colored vixen slowly padded to the terra border, her blackish brown pelt blending in at some points, but the white that dotted her towers, maw, paws, banner, and limbs clashed with the color of the earth beneath her. When she did reach the border, Akira halted to a stop, her crania tilted slightly to the side. Her mind was filled with questions to herself, but she sorted them out, soon discovering what she wanted to speak when the alphess aproached her. Her lyrics sounded, forming a loud and long call to the leader of this land, requesting the presence she needed. When that was over with, she rolled onto her back, exposing her soft underbelly with her tail tucked between her back limbs, showing proper respect and more or less in submissive stance.

Akira

Still having no reply and seemingly have been waiting forever, Akira let out another howl. This time is was angry and she would never return to this pack.