A quiet evening

Hmmm. She did not trust him. Trust was not something she gave easily, and very few wolves earned it in a first meeting. There were some that shone like beacons to her sensors. Wolves such as Vanta, that had earned her trust at the barest look. Wolves like this one - whose name was still unknown to her - left a sour taste in her mouth. No, she did not trust him. But she could play his game.

She leaned back, sitting on her haunches, and offered him a smile. “It seems we’ve gotten off on the wrong paw. I’m Adalia” She introduced herself. “Perhaps my experiences have blinded me. You said you were new here, would you like some direction as to what’s around you?”

"Lia"