Meadowlark Prairie Lioness eye

Last post for me. Thank you for threading with me!

The she-wolf swung wide of the 'dog', giving the thing one last, lingering stare. She would need to remember the features of this thing in case she ever came across its likeness again. While she was disappointed she wouldn't learn of the dog's taste today, perhaps another time. With a growl she stalked assertively past the dog with her tail held high, signalling her dominance as she strode by. Unless the dog followed her, Pallas would make her exit.