The fun is just starting

Basilias' interaction with the other female had not been as fun as she had hoped for. They had merely had a conversation about a disability, there was certainly much more fun to be had than had presented itself. The other female was communicating their distaste loud and clear, in their rough and hiss-y voice. Basilia wondered just how far she could push them, after all she did have the superior benefit of sight.

The other wolf was day blind, having never heard of a specific kind of blindness Basilia wasn't sure she believed the other female. If they could truly see at night they were less of a wolf and more of a cat and Basila didn't have the best track record when it came to cats.

As the other female contined laying there Basilia would slowly and carefully inch towards the other wolf until she was but a few steps away. She would then say the words "Gift? Prove it, if you can run from that tree you're laying on to to the tree over there" she eyed a tree on the other side of the field  at a diagonal from where they were, "without tripping. Then i might just believe you." Basilia smirked to herself, thinking the other wolf would take the bait and try to prove themselves and fail in the process filled Basilia's thoughts with a form of twisted joy. The discomfort of others more often than not brought her enjoyment. Now, things were getting interesting.