Sunspire Mountains drinks 'em like flesh smoothies

A derisive snort left her. "And? Yours are fucking horrific. Probably all puns and shit." A proper wolf, she was not but he knew that already and seemingly had no problem with it. She preferred wolves like him, who were chill with her attitude and her "way with words". Yeah, okay. 

He tugged on her ear and she stepped into him to shove him back with a muscled shoulder, her defensiveness coming through not only in her words but in her actions too. His reason stopped her though, gaze boring into him as she tried to determine whether or not he was joking. 

The fact of the matter was that she had no one close, and had not for... Well ever. She had not been burned, per say, but she was a suspicious creature nonetheless. If he was joking, great. She'd just kick his ass. If not... If not, then what? "Probably not. I'm kind of a bitch." yup. She assumed he was joking.