Iktome Plains i have begun to admire

yes, she is aware of the man. it would be foolish to have her head up her rear. walking around without a care. she was constantly aware of her surroundings. you never knew what could happen. luckily for her, the man seemed to be friendly. she'd blink at him as she regarded the stranger. "well met" she would go into the dance of socializing. each new step was a new treat to be devoured. a rhythm to commit to memory.

he seemed to have stopped whatever he had been doing. her frown was soft, not knowing he had been previously engaged before she interrupted him. he had his nose to the ground... perhaps he had been picking up the scent of prey? "were you hunting?" she would query the stranger, prepared to back away if he wanted his space to track. the scent of two wolves would scare smaller prey in the vicinity.