Ravensblood Forest look the weather in the lee

Raleska's posture, while neutral, remained ready. She never knew these days: male wolves either wanted to fuck you up, or fuck you. She hadn't actually had that many bad experiences with men, but it Caiaphas' voice of caution that steeled her that day, reminding her to trust no one.

Not even scarred men singing in the forest.

While she was sized up by Kingsley, Raleska took the time to do the same. She didn't see any limps, or notice any areas where he might be weak. She did, however, notice that he had called her little lady. This set a prickle of annoyance up her throat. "I'm not your little lady." Raleska shot back, feeling her neutrality dissolve into something more suspicious. "What are you doing in the ravenswood?"