Fox's Glade ageless as the sun

The approach of another did not escape her notice, scent carrying on the wind, and as he came into view her eyes were already trained in his direction. One of the group, she deciphered from scent as he drew nearer. He was... her exact opposite. Towering and well-built, stark and pale with striking green eyes; the contrast to her own small, dark frame was not lost on her.
Immediately she disliked the authority in his tone and posture, though the words escaped her understanding. Her gaze sharpened, tinged with fear, and in an instant she was bristling again. I don't understand that, She told him plainly, taking a step back on stiff legs. But this is not claimed land, and I have no intentions of disturbing your group.