Azalea

While you're out wondering in the mountains, you see a gray colored wolf with distinct red markings approaching you. You pause in your tracks, either digging your claws into the ground in frustration, tilting your head in thought, or baring your teeth thinking of the quickest way to take this wolf down if it's looking for a fight.
"Hi there!" she grins, a little awkwardly admittedly. "i'm Azalea! I'm the leader of the Aloe Tribe. We're a new pack and just getting our shit together if i'm honest."
You nod. Is she looking for an alliance of sorts?
"I just wanted to introduce myself, my scouts have reported seeing someone who looks like you and i figured i should introduce myself. we're a peaceful pack, we want no trouble."
You nod again. Is she getting to a point? Why is she still standing there?
"One thing you should know however," she starts saying. Yes this is it, the punchline, a threat, something actually interesting. "we have an overwhelming abundance of food at the moment, my wolves won't be able to eat all of it. you can come over to our cave if you'd like and take whatever you need if you need any of course."
"Is this a trap?" you ask. "I don't want to be leading myself to a pathetic death."
"no traps. bring your best wolves with you if it would make you feel better." she gives you a gentle smile, a much less awkward one. "our cave is a straight shot that way to the east. keep walking straight and i'm sure you'll find Akela my mate or his brother Blitz."
You nod. this was either a useful tip to destroy hunting competition or an alliance that will be respected for another generation.