The Bracken Woods I am serious. And don't call me Shirley.

A yelp had her head lifting as she turned it in the direction of where the sound same. The next moment, a wolf, seeping blood from its face, came into view and spotted her. Adeline remained still, but her eyes expanded slightly as he called her by someone else's name. She looked behind her. Nope, no one there. She turned just in time to see him blow blood from his nose, and though she wasn't repulsed by it, she didn't want to get any on her. 

He seemed friendly enough, but confused, as well. I'm sorry, I think you have me confused with someone else, she replied to him, her voice sweet. She gave him a soft smile, and voiced the question in her mind. Are you alright? She didn't want to laugh at him, but she couldn't hold back a chuckle when he admitted that the bush attacked him.