Emberwood you're a book tease.

Liffey didn't hear the other wolf approaching, nor did she notice the subtle change in the aroma of the woods that meant another was near. What she did notice was the flicker of darkness between the bright white stalks of the trees. The girl froze in place, eyes widening slightly as she turned to fully grasp the sight of the stranger who was taking guarded steps towards her. Unlike other strangers she had met in her wanderings, this wolf did not seem to carry any open friendliness. Not to say there was anything threatening about her, but it quickly made the already awkward girl uncomfortable.

In spite of her misgivings, the Blackthorn did not shrink away in fear. It was a testament to how much she had grown within Rannoch's pack that all she did was dip her muzzle slightly and offer an amiable wag of her tail in an effort to signal that she was not an enemy.