Misha quickly stood up and looked at the male; quickly crouching against the ground in a submissive action, showing him her belly. She watched him closely- her blue gray eyes turning into the gray optics color that they always did when she felt nervous or stressed. She raised her lips and showed her teeth at him, growling. "Stay your distance," Misha said with a low growl. She stayed in her submissive position; but her body was tensed up in case the male decided to move even an inch closer- she would lunge at him to protect herself. Misha stared at the wolf; it was bigger than she was. Any male at that size could easily rip Misha to shreds.
