Samus turned at the sound of the voice, looking towards the other girl standing by the riverside. The girl's tone was bright, inviting, and she couldn't help her face from splitting into a wide, toothy grin. She was lucky, she thought, to come across another that was friendly. Many wolves weren't, and the masked girl knew that from experience. And so with a bounding leap she charged towards the other, her tail held high, wagging manically. It was clear that her charge was simply play and not an aim to hurt the female, by the way her eyes glittered with mischief and happiness and excitement.

As she neared the girl she lunged forward, nipping at the side of her neck before dancing away, sending flurries of snow up into the air. Samus narrowed her eyes and smirked, lowering her head for a moment in a silent challenge to the girl, dark eyes goading her into... a chase! With a series of yips and barks, Samus was off, racing down the riverside.

She couldn't help but be playful, it was simply in her nature. For her entire life she had played, made mischief, and generally been a nuisance to all the adults around. She hoped that this stranger would partake in this game, or else she would look quite silly and foolish, running away from a stranger who had shown her nothing but an interest in company. But she seemed young enough to still want to play, to retain that youthful energy that permeated Samus' entire psyche.