Redtail Rise She only reveals what she wants you to see

She was keen to follow him, even though she preferred to be the one making decisions. Ancelin did not pose a threat to her ego or her projected position; she still envisioned him as her knight, her protector and a reliable means to prove herself to the pack as well. She felt it was an advantage to have a pack-born friend, as the others seemed to have deemed her a threat. 

Good on them. She was.

And Ancelin was both her weapon and her shield. Being invited to attack him first made her feeling a fluttering in her stomach, associated with both the thrill of a spar and the prospect of getting to spar with him. She wanted to grab him and wrestle him to the ground and win right away. Her enthusiasm made her a bit wild in her approach; she bounded toward him with high steps, hackles prickled and a crazed ferret look on her face. She paused and snapped a couple times almost as a warning, before she lunged for his shoulder.