Otatso Wetlands Frog hunting.

Scarlett grinned at his reply, she was in general pretty modest. But she wouldn't return an answer back to him if she would correct him it might seem like she wasn't. She would best show him through her actions. She did gave him a frog after all. The red eyed female laughed softly. "Well if you want I believe we still have a spot left in Bearclaw Valley. I wouldn't mind having a cool cowboy like you around! Thank you, Boone. I always do my very best," Scarlett returned, completely oblivious to any other signs than friendship. 

Slowly Scarlett started to frown when the wolf-dog sounded like he had low self esteem. Scarlett could see a bit of her in him. When she arrived her she had been a mess but ever since others believed in her she had grown more confident. She wouldn't want Boone to think that he would never had friends because he was part dog. "I strongly disagree. You can't think of yourself like a walking target because you will be treated like one. You just haven't met the right wolves yet. I was the same for me, Boone. My family was horrible to me because of my looks. I was a monster because I had red eyes and white fur. I was slowly believing I was one over the time. They didn't believe I could survive but I did all these years. That probably made them believe even more that I was a demon of some sorts. Here wolves don't judge me. You shouldn't feel that way about yourself because I think you are a pleasure to be around."


Scarlett smiled with all the kindness in the world, wanting him to feel different about himself. Her offer was still standing for him to be welcome in her pack. She was sure Kove would like this fellow too, if she could say she knew her boyfriend well enough for that.