Firefly Glen don't call my name, don't call my name

The stranger had taken notice of Norah and, when it changed it's course to face her up close, the she-wolf straightened herself up to meet the other in calm confidence. She was not going to challenge, but her knees were a tad bit too stiff to bend on the first encounter. 

"And, what if I have?" she asked, tilting her head to the side, eyes studying the dark she-wolf's expression in an attempt to guess, what was the motivation behind her search. More importantly - what was in for her to provide such information? Because in a matter of two weeks she had met two wolves that fit the description - one had a hole instead of an eye, but - well - "dark circles" were a matter of interpretation, unless clarified.