Phoenix Maplewood if loving you is a felony now then i'm a renegade, riding

He made no move to dash at her. He stayed rooted in his spot, quietly curious of this wolf. He huffed lowly at her words, but not necessarily in disdain. "I am not interested in other wolves. Not today. More along the lines of something I can overpower more easily." 

He was a youth, after all. He had to refine his skills before he tackled something or someone that fought back. "Who are you, anyway? And what is that stuff you got there?" He gestured to the chewed up plants and the strip of hide she had been working with. She might at least, serve to divert his anger for a little while.