Sequoia Coast this little piggy went

Oh, my bad, I didn't even realize I was doing that.

He realized his mistake when the stranger began to bristle, flashing a sharp look his way and lifting her posture in a defensive but controlled manner. Her bared teeth made him turn his head as if to avoid them, and he readied a defense of his own, but even before his lips pulled back Atlas noticed the mixture of scents that she carried. It wasn't anything like fox to begin with, but the smell was of many wolves. He pulled back and stumbled to a halt in the next instant, his fangs hidden. You're not a fox- the consort commented sharply, his voice showcasing a mixture of surprise and disappointment. -I'm very sorry, I thought... I don't know what I thought.