Emberwood I'll wait for you there, alone.

She was not alone after all.

The larger wolf was well suited to these woods; the gray of his coat was easily overlooked, while the licks of red complimented the gold of the trees. She hadn't seen him until he was too close.

Her hackles raised, Sanja stalked in reverse until there was more space between them. There was no reason for this man to approach her, nothing he could gain at all, and she wasn't exactly in a social mood.