Shadewood All I need is one

A brow raised as he watched her amp herself up even more, even in the face of a male who clearly wasn’t playing, nor in the mood for it. It had been a while since he had come across someone with such vivid joy, and that relaxed him considerably. A voice less laced with the stillness of winter crossed her yet again, his own flag beginning to sway modestly.

“Alright then, better question -  what are you doing here?”

Was she here to simply steal their provisions? Was she a spy? Or had she come seeking a home? Considering she had just washed all scent from herself in the rushing waters of the river, he couldn’t tell whether she was of pack or not. The dark guardian wanted to be on the safer side of things.