Tuktu Hinterlands I've got a feeling

Grace was not shy in baring her teeth fully at his lunge, but didn't move. She didn't like it, but she recognized the play - even if she didn't join. Calming, she listened to his skill - was manipulation a skill? If it was, what did it fall under?

                       "I-It's not m-my place to j-j-judge."

In the next moment, Zavvier burst into view - Grace loosed a sigh of relief, body falling into a more relaxed stance and tail giving a couple of friendly wags as her savior came to her. The yearling was happy to stay presssed close to his flank, her ragged breathing soon slowing, but her ears were perked in curiosity. She didn't comment at Zaavier's question, seeing as it was clearly for Lennox, and only turned to see what the stranger had to say to her alpha. Grace hoped he was just overly playful, but his show of dominance was far to prevalant in her mind - Zaavier would better assess this man.