Wapun Meadow beauty of the sun

Oh! She proclaims, lifting her skull from the grasses, ears perking and a soft smile spreads over her features, sickingly sweet. Why yes, yes it is. And he was not. She took the time to watch him over as he made his way into her direction. She takes a few delicate steps but only thing, perhaps appearing as though her slight form left her skittish towards strangers.

No, she only watched him - a mostly muddy looking wolf whom had darker points that further made him look like he had walked through the muck she had just left behind her north of here. He was small, compact with dense muscle and yet limped with an unfavorable useless back limb. She held back the wrinkling of her muzzle. No, this one wouldnt do at all. Yet, that did not mean he could not be of use otherwise, she just had to figure out how. Yes, let's not assome he was at all useless. The lands were so harsh up there - up north. It went from harsh rocks and cliffs to swamp and mess. This is much more appealing.