It seemed perhaps that her arrival had been unwelcome by not one, but both parties. Moonstone hardly cared though, her large, thick form easily towered even over some males, and certainly did to her imprint, but that was thanks to her premodorial blood. A generation of wolves she never had the pleasure of meeting but were with her in blood and spirit wherever she walked. Moonstone saw the look Terra had given her, but her reaction towards the brute had been, bold, too bold Moonstone thought, though it was clear the girl wasn’t going to just let even an adult male push her around and put a stop to her fun. She watches as his ears lay back with the sound, and Moonstone’s lavender eyes lock onto him, her form tense waiting for him to make even a hair's breadth of movement towards the child.

These were dangerous times after all. How was she ever going to know if she didn’t place herself forward now. There was no sign in his body language that signified that he was friendly and while he had yet to be overly hostile Moonstone wouldn’t let him have the chance to try. After she warned him he stared at her in what seemed like complete shock. His words causing her to chuckle slightly. ”They do call us the Mountainborn for a reason, Stranger.” He might not have known, but he had stumbled upon the wolfess that were the oldest blood on all Moladion, that had owned the mountain clad packlands since even before the meteor fall. All his thoughts regarding her mother though were valid. She was a monster compared to her mother and caused her mother no short of trouble, yet all irrelevant, and simply amounted to one brute of a wolfess staring him down and ready to toss him around should he move to deserve it.

He moves and her form takes a step forward, stopping only when she sees him dip into a half playbow as he says the girl could only bite him if she could catch him. Moonstone’s eyes narrow suspiciously upon him watching him take some over exaggerated steps away. She would move with Terra, if she followed Moonstone would not be far behind. His taunt did little to phase her. A smile touched her muzzle in fact. ”I was trying to be loud, so happy it worked in my favor.” She said knowing most would be kidnappers would not indeed take a pup and run in such a manner knowing a wolf might be witness and even more so hunt them down until they die with their fresh scent on the ground. Her eyes flicked to Terra then, letting her figure out jsut what she wanted to do with this not great turn of events. Part of her wanted to tell the girl to come back now, the other part wanted to alot her the freedom to do what she wanted. Moonstone though wasn’t certain if the brute was bad natured or bad tempered. Bad tempered wolves weren’t necessarily bad after all. Still with the wolves that were out there around, Moonstone wasn’t leaving anything up to chance today.