Fairspell Meadow an agitation of the air

she wanders with an aimless stride, shoulders slack with a carelessness as paws drift across the long grasses leading away from her home. there's a slight limp to her movements thanks to her knee still remaining stiff from her...scuffle with the intriguing pale man but she seems light as she moves with a ghostly grace nevertheless. she was experiencing a magnificent lull in the abuse her mind liked to throw at her recently although she believed it was starting to get...better? or was she just growing immune to the pain, would she manage to cage it all up once more and go back to being a pure robot? did...did she want that? a frown creases her features now, it was certainly better than the bad days but.....if there was another side would she prefer that?

her head starts to hurt and so with a slight clench of her jaw she attempts to drop the subject and is all too glad to spot another in the distance. normally socialising was not high on her to do list but at that moment she sees the pale wolf as nothing more than a distraction from a treacherous spiral. so she actually voluntarily moves in its direction, stopping only a little ways off to tilt her head curiously. female, loner..? and pale like her...also, her nose wrinkled, terrified. why? 

dark eyes scan the area until she starts with a surprised blink. well shit. a fucking bear. she should've noticed that ages ago dammit like it's smell was literally in the air what was...was she about to ask what was wrong with her? she would've laughed had it not been for the looming threat and a soft explosion of concern hits her, leaving her wincing lightly at the pure strength of the emotion. it was pretty close to home and she chews at her lip nervously, it would be disastrous if it came too close to the woods. 

oh yea, the female- she'd almost forgotten she wasn't alone and watches as the woman begins to back up slowly in tundra's direction. she drops her own frame low into the grass and lets out a soft chuff to announce her presence without alerting the beast before the other wandered too close and got a potential fright. she then remains crouched, heart already beginning to flutter quickly as that familiar tease of adrenaline flickers through her at what could turn into a risky situation.