Don't let go

The girl's dark covered paws would continue onward as her lonesome form traversed the plains. She would become suddenly startled at the sound of a bark, from seemingly out of nowhere. The woman would roll backwards, as she did that Twig would leap back. She had been much more jumpy since being attacked, and relaxation would become hard to come by. However not paying attention, she seemed to be very good at that. Her eyes would narrow as she peered at the wolfess, she had not met this woman. Though it was certainly no surprise, she kept to herself mostly. She had just a few friends within the pack, but she was not upset about such matters. There were a lot of wolves in the Valhallan pack, she still was not at all comfortable around strangers. The woman would apologize, ready to take blame for their encounter. "Maybe, but it's more likely I'm just not paying attention." she would say sadly as her demeanor returned from her alerted state. Her head would turn as she looked away, ready to be onwards and to go back to her lonely sorrow. She had no idea of this woman's name nor her story, but she would be glad to keep walking along by herself. Not willing to intrude on the woman's peace.?