Walk | Talk | Think
The wolf did not initially look her way and instead continued to eat the meal he had started, only lifting his attention from his fish when he was halfway through it. Anais met and held his gaze easily, smiling as she so often did, her tail once again wagging in a peaceable, friendly way. There were no strangers in her world, simply friends she had yet to make, and so her manner reflected this, inviting and warm. In this particular case, it was touched slightly with admiration. Considering her mother was a skilled fisher, the girl placed a lot of value in knowing the skill, and even more on being able to execute it so well. And obviously this wolf could fish. He must have been a rather skilled hunter for it, just like her mom.
The teasing tone behind his invitation was mostly lost to her innocent mind though noticing a peculiarity to it she did chuckle, feeling just a little sliver of doubt settle there within the back of her mind. Maybe his silly bite comment was empty of threat? She had heard other empty threats before, and had always been safe in the end. But then again, most of those came from her brother, teasing her and trying to scare her. And this wolf was of no relation. Could he be trusted?
"Are you sure?" she asked, still smiling though the uncertainty had crept into her gaze and she shifted upon her feet. But as she realized the timing of her question, following his bite comment, she decided to clarify on her meaning. "I mean, you won't mind? I don't want to interrupt you."
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