East Side, West Side, Best Side

Focused on how she was feeling and scratching the tree, the young girl jumped and uttered a surprised gasp when she heard a voice...above her? She quickly looked up to find a head in the branches above her, but it wasn't a wolf. Peeking back at her was another creature, feline from what she could tell. Well...sort of, anyway. Her ears pressed back against her head in embarrassment as she realized she had been spotted lashing out at the tree. "N-no...I'm just mad...maybe..." Honestly, she wasn't sure why she was mad. Frustrated maybe? Though she was too young to really understand what frustration meant, so mad was what she went with. She looked at the marks she had left on the tree, and then back up at the stranger as she started to feel a little sheepish. "How'd you get up so high? You're not a wolf huh?" Unless wolves had pointed ears like hers and could climb trees like that...but she didn't think so. The bit of scent that came to her also told her it wasn't a wolf scent, but Winter was too inexperienced and too young to know at this point. Still, she was curious as she stood there and watched the stranger.