Sunset Valley Show your colors

A voice startled her out of her broody march. Wildfire froze, expression transitioning from pinched to surprised and then back to pinched in a matter of seconds. She attempted to steady herself with a deep breath, yet it didn't take the edge off her agitation. Although some random she-wolf out here in the wilderness posed no threat to Wildfire's breeding rights, she had still caught the Bandrona in a foul mood. And her rude question didn't do much to placate the temperamental yearling.

Still, she was an ambassador for her pack even when she was doing her best to avoid it and Wildfire tried to keep that in mind as she squared her shoulders and padded slowly toward the stranger. She was striking, now that the yearling took a moment to really look at her. Wildfire tried to smooth the angry furrow out of her brow as she moved nearer, so that she didn't say something unnecessarily curt. As feisty as she felt, she was mindful enough to know that picking a fight with a total stranger was a bad idea. Plus, it could hurt her chances at motherhood.

"Just having a rough day, I guess," she said as breezily as she could muster. "I'm, uh, Wildfire," she added a little awkwardly.