Sun Mote Copse Oh, mirror in the sky, what is love?

She finally found him.  He was angry... she could tell it from every loud step and from the way he spoke. But there was something else too in his tone, and that something made her lean into it.  Of course, his being made made her lean in too.  She wasn't really one to cow down and let another wolf yell at her.

What does it sound like, deaf-o? I thought my mom was the only one who couldn't hear.  I want someone to go scouting with me. She replied abruptly, seemingly indifferent to his anger.  

She had no idea what to expect from this, so she was just going to take it as if came.  Good mood or bad, yes or no, she'd probably give him shit either way.  His parents being dead didn't change that... because if she were him, she wouldn't want anything to change that.