Swiftcurrent Creek churning paws and water

Letting out a snort of sorts, hearing his words, she let out a sharp chuckle. "Count yourself lucky this time but you must go." Her amusement left as suddenly as it arrived, "I think I've grown quite attached, I think I'll stay..." Shelia took a step forward ready to stand her ground against on measly brute of a wolf. "If you don't mind." She taunted slightly, although her tone and her demeanor was deadly serious. She despised wolves, and this was one of many she had already encountered on her journey toward this land.