The Heartwood Edge control

Stepping onto the shore, she shook out her pelt and set the fish on the ground.  Placing a large paw on the still-wiggling fish, Treason was about to sit down and enjoy her meal when the other wolf announced his presence.  Her head snapped up and her cyan gaze quickly locked on to him.  It wasn't like he was inconspicuous -- the color of his pelt stood out at this time of year, as did hers.

Though she was always the sort to give everyone an once-over with a critical eye when she first met them, perhaps it was because of some of her recent plans that she took a little bit more time to look him over.  She wasn't exactly subtle about it, but why would she be?  Anyone worth their salt would make sure they weren't getting in to any trouble.  First impression, he didn't seem hostile, so if he was after her catch, he was being sneaky about it.  Was he also a soldier?  Scars said probably, build echoed that.  Hm.  Given how things were going, perhaps she should be a little more inquisitive than usual when it came to actual interaction...  Just in case things went wrong or very right.

Though he might be warm, she in comparison was a cold and calculated machine and it was hard for her to seem otherwise, even if for once she might be curious.  The fact that she wasn't going to give anyone or anything a chance at taking the fish away from her didn't help.  With a tip of her head back towards the water, she spoke, More in the river, if you want.  Treason's voice was even and not sharp and sarcastic at this point.  Give that some time.  Apparently she was going to make 110% sure he was either not hungry or was busy getting his own before chowing down.

He did smell of a pack, and though she knew that Sunspire and Moonspear weren't exactly on the best of terms, there was one problem with this -- she didn't actually know what a Moonspear wolf smelled like these days.  Or, really any other pack, as she didn't particularly get out much.  He was just some pack wolf, as far as she knew.  Thus she had no reason to be nice, no reason to be cautious, she would just be herself, which didn't always end well if they had an entirely different set of expectations.