Phoenix Maplewood bad chick

Glad to have you. :)

She heard footsteps and tensed. She thought of running back to the hollow tree. Instead, she forced herself to stay. Anyone who approached her this deep into the forest was most likely a member of the pack. Although they might not like her, they wouldn't harm her. At least that's what Reek had said. Of course, Reggie knew to take anything Reek said with a giant grain of salt. But she refused to succumb to a fearful state of mind. That was no way to live.

Reggie held still as a bulky wolf with thick, brownish fur and piercing silver eyes glided into view. It wasn't difficult to appear submissive, considering the differences in size and pose. The pup kept her eyes averted from the wolf's face even as she quietly studied her. Most important of all was her body language. She didn't appear to be friendly, though nor did she come across as a threat.

She wasn't the type to speak first when in the audience of a wolf. Despite Reek's blunder, she still knew she was at the bottom of the heap in contrast to Phoenix Maplewood's wolfish residents. Therefore, she remained silent, her lips pressed together as she did her best to remain zen beneath the stranger's penetrating stare.