Bearclaw Valley clearing the spiderwebs

she did not expect to run into Roscoe this soon again, though there was little time to be joyous about such a thing. 

at her entrance, she would see a young woman charging toward her acquaintance. Heloise was older, and perhaps even larger (t'was hard to tell from her spot a few paces away) than the younger girl. but it did not stop the ivory beast from coming between the two. she rushed forward, a low warning snarl breaking the ice of her expression. lips raised, shoulders tensed as she flung herself between Roscoe and the stranger.

she had no idea what was going on, but this was not a pack's land. she saw the boy do nothing wrong. the ivory woman was not using her teeth or claws against a younger opinion however. she merely stood between them. if the other did not stop, she would collide with Heloise eventually. for now, the woman was guarding the other wolf by using her bulk to shield him from view. "stop" she would part her lips to breathe, the ghost of her anger a flash still upon her features.