Frost would lift her head as she saw the female come towards her. She hoped that they didn’t intend on chasing her off, she would turn to face them as the other she-wolf reached her. They would greet her without any hostility in their voice, Frost would inwardly sigh in relief. She wouldn’t get chased off or punished this time, she would make a mental note to not attempt this again. Out of the corner of her eyes she spotted some squirrel tracks, her eyes would turn to follow the tracks to a tree trunk. Her attention would return to the squirrel later, but for now she had to deal with keeping herself out of trouble. The tone of her voice would come off as cheerful, “Hey, I’m Frost. Don’t mind me, I’m just looking for some prey.”
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