Blackfeather Woods periodic

Venamis watched her quietly, comparing her wide eyes and fearful stare to that of a baby deer. She seemed almost frozen to the spot, intimidated by him, which made him feel important. Powerful.

He took a bold step forward through the mud, but paused again when he saw the girl make a panicked stride backward. A satisfied sound rumbled in his chest and his tail gave a content sweep at his rear when she admitted that he'd frightened her, and he grinned wickedly.

"Real wolves don't get scared," Venamis informed her cruelly. So what did that make her?