Otter Creek All my flowers grew back as thorns.

She confidently returned the she wolf's eye contact, tensing a little at the prospect of a fight. But when the dark wolf wagged her tail and offered a friendly greeting, Taki relaxed. She was never one to fight unnecessarily and was glad to see the other wolf hadn't offered her any aggression.

"Hello," she offered, the heavily accented word paired with a bow of her head. She could speak the common language fairly well, thanks again to her brother. She walked a few more steps in the other wolf's direction, soon closing the remaining distance, deciding that she appeared to mean to harm. Taki sat down in front of the grey wolf, meeting her light green gaze with her own orange one. "What brings you to these parts?" she asked curiously. She hadn't been here long or ventured much out of pack territory, so she was unfamiliar with the area and what drew others to it.