The young lady heard another wolf around her, but did not pay him much heed. As long as he stayed away from her she did not care who he was or what he wanted from her. It was not until he circled her that he really caught her attention. She stopped and trained her attention on the young creature. Her eyes narrowed in confusion and curiosity at the scent of a fox mixed in with the scent of a wolf.

He stepped in front of her appearing to try to be suave with his shoulder pelt. A smirk grew across her dark lips. Sitting before him she chuckled. ”Maybe it was me who made it go in the tree.” She challenged in a dry and bored voice. For a moment she studied him. Steel eyes noted everything from his tattered body to the white prize he carried. Most people carried aspect, treasures, prizes with them in their minds or in their stature. It was body language that displayed the victories one held. This wolf, whether from age or pride, seemed to wear his more visibly. She wondered what he would do to keep it.

Her sly grin glittered, though she tried to look as friendly as possible a she slipped into a lazy play bow. ”Nice fox. May I see it?”

OOC- Word count: 221. Yes I know it is short and kinda crappy... sorry!