Meadowlark Prairie outta the woodwork

His ears came forward, and her smile grew. Her tail portrayed her excitement as she nodded her head. Come on. I'll show ya. Gesturing over the hill, she spoke one word, her eyes meeting his for just a second, then back away. He was definitely a different one, but she could get used to that. The last wolf she met wouldn't shut up. Rabbits. Seeing if he was interested, she looked back at him then started trotting towards the hill. It wasn't much, but if he was hungry, she could lead him to them.