Ouroboros Spine sun in your eyes

If Junior wasn't mistaken, the stranger seemed to admire her boldness of tongue. Nothing about the youth's demeanor changed when the other she-wolf softened. She remained where she stood, legs braced and tail limp. She posed no threat, yet she was no pushover either.

"No," she opined flatly, shrugging. It was simply the truth; she did not find the view particularly striking, especially with the sun's glare halfway blinding her.

It seemed the female wanted to make conversation. Despite feeling defensive about the stranger's choice of opening line, Junior faced her more squarely and took a step toward her. "My name's Lucky," she replied, making up the name on the spot. "What's yours?"