Fairspell Meadow Bad, Bad Boy!

Rouge was happy to find someone to play her games, or at least not instantly hate them and become aggressive. That wan't any fun. The wolf was a male and as he spoke of gathering leaves for his wife a glimpse of dislike came across Rouge's face for a moment but then back to a grin. The mention of a wife vaguely indicated that he was likely part of a pack, something Rouge hated.

She stepped out from the bushes but not up to the wolf, just enough to get out of the bush fully. She then said with a bit of a chuckle "The berries are quite sweet to nibble on, but I have never known any use for just the leaf. Your wife must be very lucky having you do errands for her." She swayed her tail slightly pleased with the conversation.