Phoenix Maplewood A New Territory

The wolf eased to the ground and kept her gaze averted.  His own eyes narrow slightly, watching as she altered her posture and exposed her neck, explaining her apology.  Her lack of etiquette in the beginning, however, did not leave his mind.  He’s only eased to a point, though questioning her trustworthiness remained in the forefront of his mind. It is then he sees the wound on her nose but on a loner it does not surprise him.    

“What’s your name?” 

Ukko remains stiff, shoulders back and head high. Her neck is still his focus, tongue flicking against the back of his teeth.