The good, The bad, and the dirty

The level of irritation Mara exuded seemed to slowly increase the longer the other wolf took with his reply. Half lidded eyes rolled skywards while she sneered and remarked, "Goodness! Finally a wolf who can compete with Velia in the department of unnecessarily long replies. 'No' would have sufficed." The first word was spoken in an uncharacteristically high pitch, clearly meant to mock Velia's disturbingly chipper voice. Tail swishing hard behind her Mara moved to jump onto a raised portion of the black object with a clatter that made her flinch. It was too early to be loud. Though she did enjoy the feeling of being situated up above the other two, and leaving Velia down there with the annoying stranger was a bonus.

Flopping down onto her stomach she observed the pale man gazing at Veli with the slightest hint of a smirk. She wasn't entirely sure what the smaller girl would do in response to his words but it was sure to be amusing. She rarely saw Velia break her submissive posture, not since the day Mara and her brother had attacked the younger wolf. Would this little lump of brown hues alter her behavior at the behest of a stranger?

Sliding forward a big so her head and one of her front legs hung over the ledge she was situated on Mara proceeded to ignore the man again, opting to eye Velia with a snicker. Sure this monochrome man was just as bothersome, but at least she could watch them converse before she perhaps fell back to sleep. That might be a good way to upset her tag-along.