Neverwinter Forest Guardian

She pointedly didn't look his way, obviously not intent on stopping or lingering near the borders. She wasn't a fool; Packs were territorial. A loner on their turf wasn't acceptable, not even to a pup. However, a loner passing by shouldn't have been a problem. Plus it wasn't like she was slowing down to spy or eyeball anything on their land, but you try explaining that to a kid. It wouldn't get her anywhere, so she didn't even try. 

Kroc had expected the question, at the very least. An ear flickered as her gaze fell on him, considering him for a moment as she pulled to a stop. "There's something that reeks over there and I didn't really feel like walking towards it." Sensitive nose and all that, right? "And I'm not lingering. I'm walking. Get someone to teach you the difference, pipsqueak." He was, after all, much smaller than she was, which made the name valid in her eyes, which rolled as she posed a question of her own. "Am I free to go yet, O Mighty Guardian?" The thought of perhaps dialing back the sarcasm crossed her mind, unsure whether this brat would actually understand it, but the words were already out of her mouth. Oh well. No helping it now.