Grouse Thicket What was her name again

Ezekiel was too caught up in getting the dumb spike out of his paw to notice a silver woman coming his way. Not until she spoke did he look up, dropping his paw and leaping to his feet. An ambush? Someone come to attack him? No, it didn't seem that way for she asked how he was. The boy remained on edge however, downy chest puffed up, hurt paw shaking as he tried to seem strong. At a time like this, it was best to be seen as strong, injuries were like neon signs saying 'free food, come and get it'!

What do you want! I'm fine, thanks for asking. His words sounded weird, as he was kind of shouting them but at the same time sounding generous. He had to calm down, but the fact that his paw was burning and this she wolf could try and steal his kill kept him on his toes. He tried to hide it, but he couldn't help but hold up his bleeding paw and bite his lip in pain when he dropped it to stay balanced.