Phoenix Maplewood you are a forest fire, set the world aflame

Zephyr keeps his calm eyes trained on her, and so he notices her behavior. She was not happy he was here, but it further proved his thoughts that this was unclaimed land. No wolf would stand idly by while a stranger sits around. Not a warrior either, and by the looks of her build and scarring she was familiar with the ways. The sullen female did not force submission, though she looked as though she was thinking about it, and for that Zephyr shifted again. He got to his snowy stockings and stepped to the side as to not directly face her. His grassy orbs never left her, and his voice was still just as candid and warm as before.
     "I reside in Seadog Sanctuary, but I've been looking to start a pack. This place caught my eye at first, though now that I'm checking it out I find myself not so impressed. Why are you here?"
He had every right to ask as she did, and blinked expectantly for an answer. If he was giving out information, then why wouldn't she? He'd noted that she hadn't given her name, and was already feeling like she would not be his next friend. Was she not going to talk like a civil wolf on neutral ground?