Totoka River On the sandy coast, windswept

The tip of her tongue wiggled enticingly, but she slurped it back into her jowls with a shudder when a locust dared to actually light upon it. Luckily for her, this all occurred before Rexxar's attention returned to her. Her ears perked almost guiltily when his gaze returned to her, but the sheepish Alpha female's curious actions went unseen, presumably. That, or the stranger had an impeccable straight face and was able to keep from her the knowledge that she'd been caught.

She agreed with him. There was likely no wolf in the world hungry enough to attempt to consume the horde overhead, and she didn't want to think of what might happen to one who tried it. The locusts were dirty and vile things from the look of them, and from their ravenous behaviour, they were as like to eat the wolf. She pressed that thought away.

"I saw a tornado once," she shared, "but that was just wind." Just wind had irreversibly altered the landscape of her first territory by bringing lightning and fire, but she didn't share that.