Haunted Wood making my own rules

Well, apparently she wasn't going to nap anytime soon. With half-lidded eyes, she looked to the dark wolf who had greeted her. Chip made no move to get to her feet. They were sore, dang it! Oh, hey, she greeted lightly. No need to stir up trouble if she didn't need to. Besides, having friends was cool, right? Maybe? Besides, the dark wolf wasn't exactly hard to look at.

She was much larger than Chip, but she didn't have any particularly defining features. My name's Chipmunk, but everybody calls me Chip. I met that Vengeance guy at the border, and he decided to let me stay. That about covered it, right?