Wapun Meadow sonnenbaden

sliiiight pp/assumptions here, let me know if it needs editing <3

The initial cold reception leaves her a little affronted; it's something she's never experienced before, having yet to realize that such bitterness exists within the world. As far as she's concerned, dude is just a dick — but she doesn't have any time to act on the assumption. Just as she starts to rise, ears tilting back slightly, she catches the smile cast in her direction. Moody, she thinks even as another, more obvious grin of her own follows his chuff. It's clear to her immediately that this is no hunt (or, she hopes as much), and she bolts after him without hesitation, unable to resist the promise of chaos whether the stranger intends it or not.
She pursues the dark wolf solely at first, following close behind until she's able to draw up beside him and diverge from his path. The first sign of movement within the herd as the pair approaches, frantic and confused, is simply too much excitement for the girl, and several barks burst from her maw in rapid succession. The sound immediately intensifies the hooved creatures' reaction, to her delight, and she finds her teeth itching for the feeling of flesh between them — but she makes sure to stay well out of reach. Her gaze flits to her dark-coated companion every few moments, curious about how Mr. Moody will handle the herd and half-wondering if he'll flip his switch again and start ignoring the elk.