Phoenix Maplewood Hungry like a wolf

He may not take her warning seriously but should he spend too much time traipsing her borders, he'd come to understand her. She dismisses the reply, a fleeting glance in the distance she'd been traveling. Weary of the conversation already, she feels the pull to check the rest of the territory for answers she isn't sure she's looking for. When she returns her attention, perturbed by his next question and the root cause, she finds herself at a loss.

Nothing seems particular out of the ordinary. He has all his limbs, both ears and eyes, and a tail. A closer inspection would be the one final check but she doesn't make the effort, but her gaze does quickly gloss over him. When she discovers there is no obvious answer to his question other than the obvious, she retorts: "what do you want me to see?"