Emberflame Ridge skill, not emotion, sends my arrow flying

Wraen was not a fighter by nature - she was too small, her build too light, meant for running fast. And it was clear after her initial assessment that this wolf was an opposite of her - tall, strong and should she attempt to steal, this would probably be the last thing she would do in her life. In the worst case scenario. 

But was the guy smart? Could she outwit him? With this in mind her whole body language changed, she smiled at him sweetly and wagged her tail in a friendly manner. Her eyes now were focused solely on the man, no sign or anything that she would be more interested in the "persona" of the tasty entrails. She made a play-bow and then did two quick laps, stopping only to invite him to join her for a friendly chase and spar.