Fairspell Meadow A miserable hunt

❝No bad intentions here, I promise.❞ Atka's head tilted as she analyzed the fearful body language.

Atka was very small for a wolf, surely she wasn't that intimidating? She paused for a moment, studying the dog. Stopping herself with a blink she faced away, nose tilted to the air for any other creatures on the meadow.

❝Well for one you saved yourself lots of trouble getting up close, they change directions so fast they're hard to catch alone, even for experienced hunters.❞ She huffed, tail giving a few swift wags as she recognized the scent of rabbit was more that present in this area.