Noctisardor Bypass now i'm wandering around, wandering without a clue

As he continued his approach, he called out to her with a 'hey'. Laurel watched him from afar and as he drew nearer, tensely so. She didn't recognise him when he came closer. Maybe somewhere at the back of her mind she vaguely recognised bits of him that her mind was unable to place in a specific situation, but she definitely didn't actively; she was too busy being scared of him.

But she was the pack wolf here and he was not, so she knew that she should be brave as well as have the upper hand if he tried anything funny. Laurel did not go too far out from the borders of the Bypass, standing like a guardian until he had drawn nearer. Hiya, she said, forcing a smile onto her face. She looked confident and bubbly on the outside, a real socialite, but in the inside fear was eating her up inside. Visiting anyone? she asked, considering he seemed to very pointedly head this way. Maybe he was just sentimental about this particular territory, just like Mahler. Laurel had learned through meeting Mahler though that sentimental men could be very dangerous for the wolves inhabiting a territory.