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Formalities. Sounded simple enough. She laughed nervously. Honestly, if she had to see another two-legs so soon after that thing with the abominable boat--
Fortunately, the alpha that responded did so with all feet touching the ground. Shylome relaxed, albeit the pain from the half-dozen quills still in her armpit prevented her from being able to do so entirely.
The hyena smiled amicably and wagged her tail as she'd seen the wolves on the boats do. Her smell was something between a half-digested goat and a burnt bar of soap (there was a flower in there somewhere), and the gesture made the scent louder. There was something inheritly masculine in it.
The confusion and possible suspicion that she read on the female's face did nothing to shrink Shylome's grin. In fact, she stretched even wider than before, hoping it would make her appear amicable. The difference in bulk impressed upon her the need for a humble image. At home, higher-ranked members commonly beat up subordinates, even if said subordinates were larger and stronger. She didn't want to challenge anyone who had been in her prospective new clan longer than she had.
To this end, she laid down and folded her ears back, making herself shorter than this other wolf. "Your charming friend X'ies says that I may be accepted into your clan. Is this true?"