Broken Antler Fen She's got a smile

A voice rang out from afar, and Genie, being someone who had always been quick to respond to her surroundings, tensed up immediately. Her ears rose atop her skull and swivelled towards the direction of the noise, while honey eyes scanned the ground in front of her and around her. It wasn't long before she caught sight of the stranger who was...wait, was she running towards her? Curiousity pricked at her spine and she canted her head slightly, regarding the stranger with a strange sort of emotion.

At the wolf's question, Genie simply shook her head. "No," she said, a tentative smile crossing her face. "Are you?" she asked in return, curious to know more about this seemingly over eager wolf. She hadn't met a lot of these - most had been cold, at best, and at worse, extremely hostile. This wolf was almost like a breath of fresh air, although, as always it could simply be just a facade.