King Elk Forest just wanna make you proud

She blinked as the woman spoke, tail curling tighter. She faltered, tail tucking tighter, before abruptly hoisting it higher - not quite enough to be dominant, but a sign of strength it was obvious the rest of her did not feel. Mahogany gaze slipped up to rest on the girl's cheek, not quite brave enough to land in her vision but an improvement to where it had been, resting on her paws. This was her pack, and she would not allow herself to feel fear, here.

 "don't know you."  She said after a long pause, voice quiet and yet steady. It was both a question and some sort of explanation for her skittishness, though a half-true one at best.