I'll save you everytime

It was the little red wolf's upset stomach that sent her to the lake, where she browsed among the weeds in search of medicine; and it was as she lifting her head to pull a specific weed that she spotted the big, black wolf; and it was as she realized who he was that she yelped aloud in terror. So many things had transpired since they had last met, the most obvious being that she was no longer a lone wolf. No, she was now part of the pack that he had disdained, and it was a realization she had had a few days ago but still struggled to accept. As such, she had avoided anything that remotely hinted of The Sunspire, or more specifically, him. It seemed to her to be the most reasonable way of denial. Timidly but with a foolish determination, the little red wolf ducked her head down among the weeds and attempted her escape. Yes, she would merely sneak away before he noticed anything. That seemed smart. And nevermind her earlier shout. Oh no, oh no. Certainly it had been one of the ducks or the fish or maybe even a bird in a tree. It certainly was shrill and high-pitched enough to be any of those things.