Ravensblood Forest Will You Hold the Line?

Her expression smooths as Donovan attempts to smooth things over, and she decides to ignore the mutt alltogether, rather than try unsuccessfully to hide her disdain. 
Ah. This was about the the Alliance. 
Smoothly she steps forward, grace and elegance in every muscle movement, and steals the limelight from her partner. 
"I apologise for my hostility," She uttered, a layer of saccarine falsity over her voice. She genuinely did want this Alliance- it wasn't her fault that her nature was a bit...off putting. "It's a large forest to guard with only a handful of wolves to do so. I'm naturally a bit guarded. We've already been met with some hostility by the wolves on the coast that seem to think they own every length of beach." There is obvious disdain for Hüa in her voice- it wasn't as though one abandoned sea lion pup would lead the whole pack to starvation. She offers an apology and Nemisis' eyes gleam.
"Oh, not a worry. We wanted to be sure we weren't stepping on anyone's toes setting up here. We have big plans for this place."