Jade Fern Grove i didn't even feel when i took my eyes off you

Laurel was surprised to find the scent of pack wolves where she was exploring. She turned her head to see a wolf; a woman, who looked strong and confident by her set of scars alone. Laurel knew that didn't always prove anything, but there was something about her that made Laurel feel that she knew what she was doing, and wouldn't take shit from anyone.

Well, good for her.

Laurel looked at the other when she let out a chuff. What had Sequoia said? Everyone here was stuffy and boring? Laurel smiled at the Rivenwood wolf, her smile much less bubbly and out there than with Sequoia, with that knowledge in mind. She said, Hiya, her tone friendly but even, and her tail waved a few beats. Don't think we've properly met yet. I'm Laurel.