these streets are yours, you can keep them

Cara allowed a deep rumble of laughter escape from her throat, she flicked her tail and met her eyes to the wolf's. "You're not a very good listener are you?" she teased tilting her head slightly to the side.

Then she allowed her face to relax and again she answered, "My name is Cara Penn Moretti, but to just Cara to you" she barked flicking an ear back. Naturally Cara would feel annoyed at the forgetful nature of the other wolf, but his good looks and eyes made up for it.

After names had been established -again- Cara took advantage of the opportunity to learn more about the wolf and his pack. "So tell me how's life on the Plateu?" she asked casually, "Is the grass really greener in the other side?" she sneered, wanting to know if the wolf considered his pack superior to hers.