Iktome Plains i remember when

Zombie had never felt the stirrings of her womb, nor any feeling of love or attraction for another— it was actually rather unclear if the she-wolf understood the difference between males and females. All this to say, the stranger's joke fell hard and flat in the space between them. Zombie looked at her blankly, unimpressed with the conversation.
If she noticed the other's wariness, she made no sign of it. It was Zombie's normal to have others behave that way around her. What are you doing here? she asked in response. What sort of question was that? Did it matter? They were both wolves in the world; why did anyone go anywhere?