Mount Apikuni and he walks among his people

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’It is better, you are right,’ the male replied.

Grezig grunted in response and kept walking, having nothing to add to that.

’Startle the wrong wolf and one might find teeth sinking into their throat.’

Grezig stopped short, but did not look at him yet. Was that a threat? She longed to turn and stare the male down, demanding to know why he would say such a thing. But she knew better. Maybe he was just talking to fill the air between them. He might not have meant anything at all by a comment like that. And if had, she would not rise to take the bait. Not out here, by herself, when she had a commitment to the group back in Emberwood. It would not do to return to them bleeding and battered, or worse, to not return at all. She thought of her promises to Kavik and Liri, and she thought of the boy, @Illidan, whom she still worried about. No. She would not fight out here. A friendly spar was one thing, but those words about teeth in one’s throat… those did not sound like friendly words.

“It is a good thing I did not startle you, then,” she said, finally, trying to keep her voice light. She turned to glance at the male, forcing her tail to wag, showing she was friendly and not here to challenge or threaten or fight anyone. Thinking, perhaps, that their encounter was over then, she began to walk away.

He asked about others, saying that she smelled of them. He asked why she was here, and not there. He talked too much for her liking. The threat in his voice earlier had destroyed whatever acquaintanceship she might have had with him. “I am taking a walk,” she replied, her voice even and light. “They are not far,” she added. She almost said that they could come if she called them, as a way to neutralize whatever threat he supposed he held over here, but that sort of comment could be just as bad as straight-up challenging him to a fight. So she said nothing more, kept her distance, and began to make her way back towards the forest.