Firefly Glen sur-prize!

Tilting her head in the slightest manner, the glassy eyes gazed at the orange wolf hybrid who held the small bone in his mouth. His nose compels him to do things without his brain giving the options of yes and no? Strange... but very interesting. I never knew that could happen, it's never happened to me before, so I guess that's why...

"It is quite a find." She said kindly, offering him a smile. "I have never been able to find anything that has a weak scent like bones." She said, a little embarrassed at herself. She had never been the greatest for tracking things below, unless it was fresh or had a strong smell, whether it was rot or fresh. 

She took a few more steps closer towards him, her hackles and tail lowered, ears calmly set forward. "What are you doing out here all alone anyways? You would be an excellent scavenger for any pack here." She added, motioning over to the dirt pie with her neck. This animal was strange... but she liked different things from time to time.