Nicci's personality had been forever altered by her mate scorning her, but she had always been territorial. Her mom had always harbored a theory that it was because she was the only girl in a large family. If you went beyond that, there simply weren't nearly as many women as men in the pack, and there never had been. She had always felt like she was something special, and her parents had never done anything to combat this idea. In fact, they had encouraged it.
She felt slightly better once she spotted the new wolf, if only because he really wasn't doing anything wrong. Rationonality and Nicci weren't always on speaking terms, but for the moment she was okay. She relaxed, at least slightly, and confidently strode over to this new wolf. Minibar had to run to keep up with Nicci's pace, but the pooch didn't seem to mind it. "Hello," Nicci greeted smoothly, offering her hand. "You're new. I never forget a scent." Sometimes forgot what day, week, or month it was, but scents were something she was generally pretty good with. "Been in town long?"