Moonlit Manners[joining thread]

Nightshade sluggishly regained focus, the dizziness fading. She looked up at the two wolves, both baring fangs and the male telling her to stay down, the female backing him up. The strong-willed and stubborn black wolf would stay down, and didn't care how many threats they made. She wasn't willing to lose freedom so easily...

She said nothing as her body went limp with a soft whump. She stared at Ragnar. If he wanted her that badly, he was going to have to drag her back. It seemed quite comical, it looked like the dark wolf was having a temper tantrum of a pup.