Bearclaw Valley husha - husha

She seemed angry with him, but her words were the opposite of angry. Actually, while the pale woman appeared irritated to some degree, her words were sweet and kind; except that they spoke down to him in the manner of a parent to a child. He became suitably pouty at this, but said nothing - until she mentioned his parents. A fleeting, "They did - !" Slipped out of him as a response, but the pale wolf was going beyond that, not really allowing time for a response. And then, more questions - about hunting of all things. He just shook his head quickly at that, mouth hanging ajar.

"- so be careful next time, pay attention with your nose to pack border lines."

"Y.. yes. Yes ma'am! I will." More nodding, and this time he shrank down and away from her - ducking his head in a way that made his shoulders jut up from his back, and he began to snake away. "S-sorry. I'll go and I won't come back. You won't have to save me again, and... I'll.. I'll just go. Sorry."

Unless she tried to stop him this time, he'd skeedaddle before any more stern conversation could occur. Ohh, he didn't like making people angry!