Shut your dirty, dirty mouth

The sound of approaching paws and a heavy frame being carried on them made her look up expectantly, hoping Amon would happen by as he often did. The face that greeted her was not friendly, however, or familiar and it had her on her paws and puffed up in half a second. Far faster than one would expect for her larger frame, but Naamah wasn't willing to risk an attack while she was laying down. The words were almost too fast for the darker woman to catch, but the tone said everything she needed to know. Patronizing, condemning, harsh, all were good words to describe what the stranger said to her. "I am needing no asking or excusing to be where I am wishing. You may be trying to get me to him, forcing me you say,  but I am being warn you, I am heavy." She stood stock still. Her eyes hard on the other woman while her back was to the trees. More words came from the stranger, more chastizing, more rules. Naamah growled her offense and lashed her black tail, though she did her best not to react, hormones made civility difficult.

"It is being rabbits, not bears..I hunt for me, has always being so. I know the weight I carry, and I am provide." Had she been human, she would have struck a fist over her chest with pride and frustration. As a wolf, her head and tail raised proudly and she stared the the taller female, the only thing holding her back was the fact of her claimed relation to Amon. Being chastised by a stranger had her hackles raising and she growled softly. Lilith paced in the confines of Naamah's mind, waiting for the woman to react in the proper way. All she needed was one excuse, one good reason to put this woman on her back and be done with this conversation. She would find Amon after this, and tell him of the incident. They were going to have a long talk about what was expected of her, for now, she had to deal with the wolf at her door.