Morningside Cuesta dulasei

What an odd little duck. Frightened, and obviously startled, with no sense of how to read or greet a stranger. Fear was probably her biggest motivation at the moment. It'd take her some time to develop better social skills, Paisley thought. Many youths nowadays seemed so sheltered and skittish. It didn't surprise her to see the young female back up, putting a bit more distance between them, and then bolt off. 

"Hmmpf." She grunted, tilting her head to the side to crack the joints in her neck. "Can't help ya if you run away. An' I'm not chasin' you." She shouted as she padded forward quietly. Once she reached the place the young female had been spotted, she sniffed around. Her suspicions were confirmed. The young wolf didn't run back the way she'd come, but off in a completely different direction. 

So it was as good a place as any to take a rest, she thought, as she sat down, leaning her hind end up against a tree. She'd tidy her fur up a bit, leaving a small window of time just in case the youth did make her way back in this direction. And if she didn't, what odds? She wasn't Paisley's problem to deal with.