high at the wheel of a bull black nova

C A L B R A C H

Calbrach stared, eyes growing wider at the wolf before him. His attempts at calming the situation clearly only proved to lend to confusion.
Great, now she thinks I'm some sort of trickster, he thought.

Her question confused him. He just stood there a moment, trying to process what she could mean by that. Cougars weren't pack animals, at least not that he'd ever known of. Was there a band of cougars roaming the coast? He didn't venture this far very often, perhaps he had fellows here he didn't know of.

All of this went through his mind before he finally realized that this poor animal was terrified of him, and must feel certain that an ambush was about to ensue. He stuttered.
"No, no there's only me. Just me, in the wrong place at the perfectly wrong time, apparently."