see what i've become

Eigma was playing hard to get. This close to winter, Behati would have expected a solo wanderer to jump at the chance to join a group - not .. 'shop around', as this wolf seemed to be doing. These thoughts were barely half formed, though; mostly she just didn't like the feeling of being rejected. The wagging slowed and eventually stopped when the stranger turned away, inquiring about what lay to the south. Behati shrugged - she had yet to stray that far. "Don't know," she answered with equal lack of enthusiasm, craning her neck to peer beyond Eigma's grey head. "Why? Are you looking for someone specific?"