The yearling did not take heed on his comment, he was big of course but his stance didn't give away any hostility, and besides Cara was not here to fight. She flicked her tail carelessly from one side to another as she closed the space between them with a couple of measures steps down the slope of the mountain.
She nodded her head silently as he comfirmed her suspicions, he was in fact a Plateu wolf. And while she was eager to know more about the mysterious pack that dwelled on the flatlands her not yet spoken words were intercepted by a remark of his. She helf her tongue as he pointed out how her scent held traces of Jinx.
She was well aware she wore the snow queen's perfume, though she didn't appreciate him mentioning it; specially in a time where Jinx was not her usual self anymore. Cara's muscles tenses instantly through she quickly shuffled to the side to cover any trace of impatience. She looked at him blankly for a while, her eyes glazed with a feign indifference --while she struggled to keep her emotions concealed she was really dying a bit at the thought of Jinx.
"Yes, I'm one of Jinx's", she barked simply. She would've like to say I'm Jinx's but she knew that speaking like the Alphess was just hers would tempt him to question her.
