Phoenix Maplewood But with the beast inside

When the voice was heard, Kelina narrowed her eyes and let out a deep growl. Her eyes scanned the stranger and she could smell the same blood-scent that had drawn her here. It was only then that she realised she might not be alone here. The aroma was strong, which meant there was likely more wolves around. "I don't appreciate being spoken to like a child," the dark wolfess responded, her tail flicking. Her hackles were raised and prickling, annoyance hidden in Kelina's hard gaze.

Her pelt was being ruffled by the wind, and her deep purple eyes were peering at the stranger with a twinkle of curiousity. No doubt, she was cautious, as always, though the woman could not help the thoughts crossing her mind.