Dawnlark Plains An extra hour in the ball pit

Her yellow eyes raked the woman's figure, she showed no signs of being aggressive but Dura was not one to be deceived easily. She relaxed some,on the contrary she found keeping to her own to lead others to think her weak. Many times she had held to her own and had been attacked, thus far she hadn't been while showing aggression. She decided to keep her ways and didn't sit.

"Forgive me if I'm a bit on edge,"she smirked,"I was told not to speak to strangers." This wolf knew nothing about her, she wasn't like to take any advice from loners even if she was one. Had this she wolf belonged to a pack she may have kept her tongue but this one had no place to tell her anything, and vice versa. 

It wasn't so much that Dura was rude but more like she was sarcastic. She wasn't dumb enough to venture near enough a pack to be attacked but she was also smart enough to show strangers she wasn't to be fucked with. "I'm Dura,"she added as an after thought. Might as well get to know whoever this was.