Creeping

The woman chuckled, eyes sparking. "I guess it depends on how you look at it. I've known many wolves with that mindset, and it often killed them in the end." She didn't consider herself a a queen anymore. She had tried it, and that kind of life wasn't for her. She didn't have the ambition really to lead a pack again. When he mentioned the feisty female thing, she scoffed. "I'm no pushover. And whether I'm into that sort of thing or not well, guess you'll have to test those waters and find out." She was bold. Not cocky, just bold. She was confident, else she wouldn't be trying to test him. She still didn't know much about his pack, his answers were vague to her. And if he thought he was going to get what he wanted so easily, he was mistaken.

She stood then, the cold winds streaming against her thick fur. "Alright, I'll take you on that bet. If you win, I'll go. If you don't, then I guess you'll just have to try harder next time." She grinned at him, the woman squaring her stance as her eyes remained on him. "You first, oh great king." Her tone was a bit mocking, teasing. This would turn out to be quite the interesting day.