Altar of Twilight party time, excellent

She didn't know why, but the boy growled in her direction, startling herin to stepping back - her tail naturally curving down. Eigma's ears fell against her head and she shot Wildfire a sharp look, but said nothing. The woman's natural reaction was to puff up a bit (although her thin fur and diminutive weight meant that the raised hackles were easy to miss). It felt like things were going sour already, and she couldn't fathom why. Maybe this wasn't the leader after all, just some punk kid? But his warning growl was convincing enough, and his command corrected her behavior. It also tied her tongue, as Eigma was quick to decide she did not appreciate the rebuttal - not realizing how valid it was - and that meant she would let Wildfire clear the air herself; unless of course this was some kind of pack wolf thing. Some kind of game, or a trick, in which case she'd simply leave.