revisiting

Frost would raise her head from looking down at the rabbit hole to look at an approaching wolf, he had strange markings and a strange fur color as well as bi-colored eyes. This place seemed to apparently be where all the strange wolves came, Frost hoped that this one wasn’t as crazy as the last one she met here. She stood up slowly, not averting her wary gaze from the other wolf. She kept the rabbit den in her peripheral vision so if the rabbit did decide to show itself she would know. More cautious now than she had been with the purple wolf she wouldn’t give her name right away in her reply instead she would ask a question ”Who are you?” in a firm voice to show some dominance. She was not about to be walked over by another wolf.