I could say the Right way

█ A female approached, making his ears perk a little. His tongue hanging out slightly to dig in her scent. Though, once the information gathered that it was not her season his interest was suddenly forgotten. He settled himself back down again as he relaxed though not fully, there was never a time where he should relax. Her scent also mingled with that of a pack, making him stand after he realized that. The unwanted attention of a pack wolf was here, he had no desire to join a pack but she could easily try to claim him. So his red eyes would eye over her, waiting to see what she would do.
The scent of fear wafted over her, Migi tilting his head to the side. Fear, so that was it was it. What was the purpose of fear, maybe it was an amplified version of being able to know when you were outmatched. Many of the things that he did not understand some others did. Like caring for one another, it was strange, foreign to him. So Migi, just stared straight at her, emotionless red eyes glaring as if he saw right through her.