Porcupine Ridge rose madder

I'm the worst, I'm sorry!

Her companion was one she held a comfortable silence with, despite having only met moments before. Her slender form loped to the direction of the borders, and when she canted her muzzle back to cast a gaze upon the pale girl, she noted the downtrodden expression – yet before Capri could question her, the girl’s features shifted to content once more, and with a woof, coaxed the Alpha to a run.
 
Hesitant at first, if only wondering what she might have done to bring such an initial reaction from the gentle girl, Capri took the bait for play instead, her own form jovial as she bounded after the pale she-wolf, her own yip of encouragement escaping her.