Otatso Wetlands glow in the dark

Leaf shook her head in a "no thanks." She would rather be washed away by the storm and had certainly weathered worse. Ironic, how this would be their moment of tension rather than say the other wolf's strange appearance or even membership to an enemy pack. Not feeling apologetic for her words, knowing them to be true, she merely looked at the other wolf. Her face, for once, gave nothing. Looking out at the wetlands, she gave a respectful bow. Maybe it was to the other wolf's mother. Or maybe even the other spirits that resided in the waters. She would give respect where respect was due.