Hideaway Strath queen without a kingdom

Seeing it now, so small against her paws, Auriel almost wished she hadn't caught the mouse. It was large enough to eat but so tiny it would leave her stomach growling for more. Donovan would know better hunting spots. 

So deeply buried in her thoughts the chuff caused her to jump, ears pinned immediately as her lips drew back over her fangs. It was comical how quickly her attitude changed when she realized who was standing in front of her. The beauty of the ball. Auriel felt her stomach lurch, anxiety eating at her every thought. How does one talk to someone like this she-wolf? "Hello." Was that correct? Was it too formal? "Are you hungry? It is not much but here." The patterned skull dipped to nose the morsel gently towards Simmik, already regretting her decision. Auriel was a sucker for a pretty face.