Blacktail Deer Plateau i don't know what i'm doing

"Um..." 'Stuff' was as far as she had gotten. Her tactic work, but now she had no follow up move. What did wild beasts do besides wild beast things? She had her toys at home, but there was nothing of the sort out here. She about to position herself further into the temperamental girl's bad side by asking if she liked to lie in sunbeams and scratch her claws on things, but fortunately another packmate came to her rescue.

"OH HI!" she greeted with far too much enthusiasm, immensely grateful for the distraction. "I'm kit!" Her tail lifted with a curl to its tip as he eyes met the white wolf's in a feline's friendly greeting, proper tail and eye etiquette among wolves having yet to be learned.