Dragoncrest Cliffs Grace is just weakness

A pout was soon to follow when he looked at her as if she was growing antlers, wondering if there was really something stuck in her fur. While the cloud-like structure of her fluff was gorgeous, it was highly impracticable when it came to leafs or tiny twigs. When she decided that was probably not a good reason to look at a stranger, well, strangely she went on to question his sarcastic tone with a raised brow. She didn't even get why he would say it like that - it really did make sense for a scout to go out and scout out the area for their packs.

Drageda... She repeated. She hadn't heard it before, but it sounded exciting. Still, the man was probably one of the few wolves she had no click with. No one had ever been sarcastic with her, as far as she could remember, and it had caused some bad vibes.

Fearghal, by tha way - Chusi Fearghal. She introduced herself, wanting to give the man a chance.