"How long's that been?" She straightens, dusting her hands off on her jeans. She glances at Laura, smiling slightly. "Um. How long with the pack? I'm not askin' your age or whatever."

Girl can't help but agree. Her old pack had been a destructive force but she'd half blamed that on the young age of most of the members rather than the species. "Only by a little, I think. Though you don't seem the stormy type." Girl sticks out a hand, now mostly dust free. "I don't think I got your name last time I was here."