She had to admit in her mind that he was a rather clever and inventive wolf- but a risky one. She half expects to find him with a bunch of broken legs one day from overestimating his abilities. For now though, it seemed okay, and she was even curious about his ability to get into the trees like that. She might as well learn a bit and give it a try.

He responds to her comment and she lifts a dark brow in response. He makes it quite...obvious why she avoided him this winter with the way he looks her up and down with those blue eyes. His energy could be felt even though they do not touch, and she finds her black and red hairs slightly on edge. She...was not taught about this kind of thing. Her parents were imprints, and both left rather early in her life. She had no one to talk to about...boys, other than this boy himself if she wanted. Perhaps all she had were the stars, but she did not find their guidance as obvious sometimes as her father did.

The rain begins and he speaks of how Boneskulls was starting to venture out on his own and spend time towards other things. They had their time alone...at least, as alone one could be in the wild. There were always creatures lurking somewhere among the trees and in the brush, and even underground. He agrees that storms are something they both like, perhaps for different reasons with some middle ground.

”Well, he better not barge in...I have to get my time with you some, hm?” she says, directing her vision to the storms. ”and they are beautiful, in their own way, bringers of life, and sometimes I suppose, death,” she says, considering that rains bring the floods that can kill. As she goes upon the log he says that he makes the tree his bitch. She lifts her head and gives a eye roll and a smirk. She still watched him though, knowing he knew that explanation would not be sufficient.

He comes to rub beside her though, and the thick humid air made it easier to take in his scent as he did so. Their scents mingled and entwined, a thing she did not mind too much. It was a good chance to inhale and see if any...females touched upon his fur, and she was not able to identify anything. He comes to whisper in her ear, with her tail standing tall with electricity from it as the rain slowly began to increase in heavines. She felt her own heaviness in her breath from his whisper, but quickly turn his head to nip with her black muzzle upon his ear- if she happens to catch it.

”Naw, I just asked for no reason at all, no shit I want you to teach me,” she says sarcastically, flopping an ear in the air as thunder is heard cracking up ahead. Sure, there was somewhat of a risk, but she didn’t think anything bad would happen. Perhaps it would be a bit harder to learn in the rain, but that just means she would be an expert when it was dry. She bumped her shoulder into his before walking past him away from the log only a few steps to look upon the trees that they had to choose from.

”Okay, so which one, hm?” she asks as the wind howls around them, with her brilliant red and black fur flowing in the wind.