Barrow Fields Sometimes the unknown is good

She had heard the brute approach however her mind, to focused on the sounds of the ocean even at its distance, she was to late in her reaction.  Anger boiled deep within her breast, frustation at both the male who had appeared and made such a rude introduction, but also at herself. She wasn't ignorant in the ways of the world she lived in, she knew how to handle herself and defend herself. However her time away from the way of the wolves seemed to have dulled her skills. Now she found herself caught in an impossible situation, involuntarily she let loose a startled high pitch whine before she realized what was happening and the suddeness of his appearance. Now she found this male atop her, dulce trata? She wasn't sure what that meant, she stayed frozen beneath him although her lips pealed back showing her bright pink gums and her ear fell flat against her face. Her muscles tense. She made no attempt to speak, only waited to see what would come of this.