Larksong Grotto Memories of a distant past

Aspen could have only been laying there a mere few minutes before she heard the sounds of paw steps on the undergrowth. She wondered if by keeping her eyes closed this wolf might think she was asleep and let her be. Unfortunately, it appeared that wasn't going to be the case as a small yip escaped the maw of the stranger. Aspen opened one eye and rolled onto her back slightly to see who the visitor was. 

A male wolf had appeared, he had many scars and a brownish gold sort of coat. It appears the male had had quite the life and many stories to tell. Despite the scars he was handsome. His looks seemed like they would catch the interest of many females including herself. However, she didn't know she could trust this wolf so what she thought of how he looked didn't matter. 

Aspen rolled over and sat up in front of this wolf, tail twitching tucked by her paws. "Hello," she said offering the wolf one of her world famous friendly but don't mess with me looks. That was more of her underlying trust issues than it was a general dislike of wolves. "The name's Aspen, I don't believe we have met," she said with a rather flat tone to her voice. She didn't want to come across as rude, but sometimes it just happened. 

Shes not a bad wolf. Honest. She just has "issues" XD