Morrigan paced outside of the Alpha's den, her head lowered to the ground. She had been waiting for whoever was speaking with her to finish, but then Kiro decided to randomly push her aside and go in. The urge to hunt and do something was making her paws itch, but she knew she would get in trouble if she didn't ask permission.
When two other coyotes exited the den, she paused, watching them intently. She didn't recognize them, but instead of approaching them like a typical wolf would, she just watched them. One of them had a limp, not noticable at first glance but definitely there. I wonder what that's from.
Morrigan approached them cautiously, with full intention of asking the pair if they would want to hunt with her, but the words died on her tongue. She had no idea how these coyotes would react to her, and she couldn't tell if they were higher ranked or lower ranked.
"Hello, there." Oh, you stupid fool! That was more awkward then if you just asked if they wanted to hunt. Maybe I should leave. But then what if they think I'm weird?