What do you want?

The ebony she-wolf reacted far more quickly to him that he had anticipated. He silently scolded himself for daydreaming again while walking as he watched her leap to a high rock ahead of him, out of reach. He sat back on his haunches once he was close, wrapping his tail lightly around his feet and lowering his right fore paw gently to the ground.



The brute's voice came, deep and powerful, but friendly nonetheless. Afternoon to you too, miss. Killian is my name, but I'm far more interested to know yours? He grinned, setting his crimson gaze on her verdant one. He tried to appear nonchalant, hoping to get her to relax a little. He didn't anticipate a fight from her without being provoked, but his body also remained slightly tensed. If others in her pack were nearby, they could pose a threat to a rogue such as himself. Being around pack wolves alone was always risky, he knew from experience. However, for a little entertainment, it was a risk he was willing to take.