Sometimes I Snore

Ellie listened impatiently to the dark brown male's excuse for waking her up, and then immediately began laughing loudly, half of the reason being just to make sure the prey animals stayed away. She shimmied away from the other wolf, and then sat up, staring at him.

"If you were even half the wolf you look to be, my snoring wouldn't be able to deter you from hunting," she challenged. "You'd be able to hunt even with all the racket you claim that I make. So, obviously, you're not much of a wolf, are you?" She continued to stare at him, right into his icy blue eyes. She knew she was playing with fire here, and if he made even a single aggressive move towards her, she'd be off like a bullet. It wasn't in her best interest to let herself get beat up by a pissed off, possibly starving wolf. Then again, if she did get beat up, it would be entirely her fault.