Stepping on Toes

When observing and tracking, it wasn’t too difficult to spot something that would have otherwise gone unnoticed. That said, Paradox knew there was a wolf lingering close by in the shadows, hidden by large bits of plains that stretched beyond the border or perhaps behind a tree. Whatever was the chosen spot, it didn’t matter much. The young woman was aware and knew of the general position, casually taking in the scents the wind brought to her, swirling and changing within minutes. Action would not be taken at first, no, the child was not that foolish, she had some brains.

”Like what you see?” She called teasingly to the wind, tail wagging in a circular motion before raising and curling over the back. Jokes, not something Paradox was used to, but hey, she wanted a little fun to lighten the mood. With a light sigh she turned from the border, kicking up dirt with claws before stepping away a few paces and coming to a stop beside a lone boulder about half her height. ”Staring mighty hard into that place, have a lover behind those borders?” Curious tones were sent into the air as the woman climbed atop the rock and lay on her stomach, a leg crossing over the other and dark blue eyes turning towards the shewolf.