Firefly Glen Speckles everywhere

Vela's wonder was abruptly pushed down when she heard someone approach. Her ears popped up and her muscles tightened and she looked in the dark. She tried to catch movement past the fireflies. She turned her body more towards the sounds. Her dark blue eyes fell upon a dark shape before her. The gamma lifted her muzzle and tail confidentially, even though she wasn't 100% secure in this area. She had her warrior trade so she could fight back if she wanted to. If this male was going to give her any trouble.

Vela kept her eyes on him as she noticed that the male seemed to want to get away from her. So there wouldn't be a fight then, not yet at least. It gave the female an immense boost of confidence that seemed to drip off her. She curiously stepped forward. Her gaze was still a little strict but in her curiosity, she had lowered her head to sniff him out. He smelled of nature, no other wolves. A loner, then. "Have you been alone for long?," Vela called out. She usually got straight to the point. She didn't feel much for introducing herself right away, last time that got her in trouble.