Wapun Meadow she is now.

"Oh jeez." She almost felt herself step back into the stuttering habits, as Astara was nerving her so. Anxiety was sky-rocketing, the little shadow was not just a small girl anymore, but a full-fledge adult, that can also hunt her like the toads she enjoyed. 

A crazed eye, and Shisu realized she made a mistake coming back. The flash of Blackfeathers dark wolves was a notorious memory, and she felt her spine raise in fear. Astara was a blackfeather wolf after all- it was a mistake to think there was a little sanity, and kindness. 

When threatened in silence, the plush wolf was quick to turn around and start to run.