Haunted Wood Joining

Vera was slightly surprised at this female's tone. She didn't like this wolf in her face, she flattened her ears and drew her lips up to a small snarl, not aggression, just enough to show Vera won't tolerate being pushed around. Vera obeyed, bringing her lips down from a snarl, and stepped back. Each step was like a pouty teenagers lousy stomp to their room, loud and hard, not on propose, and when she noticed it, she tried to stop. She stood, waiting to be evaluated, her skin rippling under her winter coat. Vera stood calmly, her cold eyes resting on the other female. "Sorry." She muffled out.