Finally the wolf they had been tracking came into view, a young, rater unimpressive plain female in Naomi's personal opinion. She must have been school age, a Hogwarts student. Naomi was at large, so she had to be careful who she revealed herself too, but worst was worst and she'd erase their memories if they didn't join her... Or kill them.
The wolf was nervous, Naomi could sense it, so she sat on her haunches and yawned, showing not only that she was relaxed, but that she was the Alpha. Her pack remained n their feet, glaring viciously at the younger wolf, sure to put her in her proper place if she decided to cause any trouble and show her exactly what place she had in this pack.
I'm Naomi Greyback, the dog said, Naomi orchestrating the conversation. The dog's eyes flashed impressively, sure the dramatic greeting would intimidate the other wolf. Surely, she knew hwo Naomi was. This is my pack. Colby. Hoover. Carlyn. Nester. Fyona. Each wolf either bobbed their head or growled to identify themselves. You don't have a pack, do you?