A sweet smile comes to the dangerous girl's lips, the tans swirling into grey and white to form her step-mother. For a moment, Jaidah wrestles without showing a single twitch. She mentally holds herself in ready anticipation, those captivating green eyes of hers softening toward the other female. Dropping her head bashfully, the white lady dances on her paws, coming closer to the stranger. Getting close is always the hardest part, especially around those who found themselves skittish and thought they were clever.

So, as she moves close, she keeps her tail low, head down and a nervous smile on her face. "I am not interrupting am I?" Looking over to her newest company, Jaidah sits, relaxing against a rock as she hopes for some sort of breakthrough with this new treat. How would she get the jump on a jumpy wolf? She awaits an answer before she makes any further moves, and accept or deny her company, it is on. She cannot let this reminder go, and this refusal goes to her soul.

All she knows is hunger, wanting to eat so badly she could hardly stand the buffet hanging just out of her reach. But, instinct to play the game will always keep her etiquette and manners in tight check. Always she plays the innocent, and always it has worked in her favor. So, naturally the female will prey upon those who do not seek company. Especially if the other wolf knew the past, Jaidah thinks, she would understand the need to dispose of her. Surely, it would keep the memories at bay.