Sleeping Dragon tonight, the foxes hunt the hounds

Semuqet smirked as she watched Thuringwethil shift uncomfortably. She could tell that the black wolf didn't appreciate her tease. But she was right to keep her anger in. Qet was a formidable foe, and wouldn't hold back if push came to shove. Most of the stuff that the other wolf was talking about bored her. Just blah blah blah really, but something hooked her attention. Your companion? Would that be your mate? Or maybe a sister? She cocked her head, staring up at the wolf from where she had laid on the ground. Qet was very smooth, very calm. Her actions seemed foolish, rolling over onto her back and stretching across the ground, it would seem she was completely vulnerable.

However this was just another tactic of hers, it was how she analyzed a possible friend or foe. She wanted to see what Thuringwethil would do, see if the other would go hostile or remain calm. Besides, Qet trusted that she could move quickly enough to evade a real attack. She found or thought that she was in no obvious danger. So she yawned lazily, glancing at Thuringwethil with a childish grin.

Oh no it's good! I'm still figuring out Qet too so xP