Phoenix Maplewood The greatest adventure is what lies ahead

The other wolf approached her, and she shrank herself as he got closer, lowering her ears and body lower to the ground. He had asked who she was. Who was she? Who am I to this stranger?

"Nobody," she replied defensively, and regretted saying it in the snappy manner that she did. She didn't mean it. It had been ages since she was this close to another wolf. "I'm... nobody," she repeated, stammering, already embarassed at the short interaction. She attempted to keep her eyes locked with the male's, but found it difficult to maintain and kept darting her gaze to the ground. Her social skills were more than rusty. But she desperately wanted to connect with someone, anyone - she needed to ground herself through others.