Emberflame Ridge They say before you start a war, you better know what you're fighting for

She'd been expecting something edible, like a fawn perhaps, but she'd bitten the absolute opposite. And when she realized it her immediate reaction was to let go and jump back, putting some space between her and the wolf in case he showed signs of aggression. Vixen was in no shape to confront another wolf and she knew it, so she saw no shame in running if it came to that.

But for now the male only seemed shocked —which was understandable— so Vixen stayed saw no reason to flee just yet. They just needed a moment to chill, both of them. Sorry, mate! I wasn't expectin' a wolf! she assured, pulling her ears down to the back of her head in embarrassment.