Phoenix Maplewood What's the time, Mr Wolf

Wildfire didn't bother pointing out that she was looking for a big black she-wolf. She said nothing at all, just nodded minutely to acknowledge the stranger's words. She then inched backward a few more feet, clearly getting ready to turn and make herself scarce. She did mutter one last, "Really, I'm sorry," before spinning and scooting back in the direction of Sleeping Dragon. Maybe Thuringwethil would be back by now and Wildfire could put this whole fiasco behind her.

Thanks for the thread!