Iktome Plains Super Psycho Love

the pale wolf's demeanor remained visibly ruffled. there seemed in his golden gaze a semblance of mistrust, as if the stranger-wolf's worthiness was as dubious as its gender. tachyon raised his heavily furred tail slightly, his gaze askance as he reassessed the wolf, who seemed visibly ruffled. "at least now you know - may save your hide later." the pale wolf inferred, striking forward as if to march off. a flicker passed tachyon's expression as he rethought his approach -- quickly he rephrased his original inquiry."where are you headed then?"