She waited for the intimidating stranger to answer. Keeping her eyes down in the vicinity of their tan paws as she did so. After a moment, it seemed like the other wolf toned down their aggressive stance. Perhaps catching the scent of Widow on her coat. She let out a slow breath, wondering if she should still be worried or not.
“You can call me Triss… if you like” She said as Veigar told her his name. She was pretty confident at this point that this was not a wolf she was supposed to ‘know’ prior to the drugs her captor had given her. “I was raised here, but I was gone for a little while. Its… sort of a long story” She said, not sure if she wanted to get into it.
