Home is where my paws go

All was going well until a noise broke with the silence that so much attracted her from this place in the way it did.

Her blue eyes opened right away. Head rising to find the shape of an approaching wolf. Who's advance felt threatening, far from welcoming. Why couldn't wolves be nice? Why did it always have to be like this? This was saddening to say the least. It didn't spoke yet their body language was enough to somewhat make her catch the indirect.

"Yes? Is there anything I can help you with?" She never used her claws to defend herself whenever she could help it. It always felt better to talk things out first. Use the power of the speech over the raw force. She spoke calmly, doing her best to sound friendly, as she stayed in the ground to be at the wolf's level to be respectful. She wasnt afraid, she knew she could just leave without having to draw blood. That if this wolf had equal thoughts.

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