Wild Berry Meadow Sweet is subjective

Her eyes widened and a peal of girlish laughter escaped her maw as she ducked her head to the side bashfully. She had very little experience with flirtation or having males interested in her in general. The teasing caused the skin lying beneath the fur of her cheeks to heat up slightly and she gave a nervous wiggle of her tail as he stood up and moved closer. For a second there she had thought he was going to do something else but as he simply gathered her scent she mentally smacked herself and relaxed. 

"Yes, I just entered these lands a short time ago. So far it has been rather uneventful" she said with a nod. She stood up and moved forward sniffing at the fur along his shoulder and realized she could smell very faintly the scent of other wolves on his fur but not recent enough to make him a pack wolf. "You too?" she asked as she took a small step back and sat down again her eyes peering up at him curiously.