Precarious Situation

Macawi was debating whether she should actually go anywhere near the mountain, considering her last run in with pack wolves. Her interaction with that pretty black lone wolf had gone surprisingly well, but all other interactions with wolves had put her off to going in search of more. And yet… her adventurous streak won through in the end.

This time she was not stupid enough to march right past the border markings. She stayed a paw's length away from crossing over. Wondering what sort of trouble she would get into next, the coy-wolf tipped her head and let out a howl that said, Macawi is here, and ready to talk. She is friendly. Come and say hello!