Bramblepoint Thorns no Rose

The air was thick with tension, more so from their side than the stranger's. Lenina had never intended to come off as rude, only suspicious. And it seemed that Andr's attitude matched her own. Despite being partially shadowed by her friend, the strawberry wolf maintained a steady eye and clear line-of-sight.

But, it appeared that all was good. This particular unfamiliar face didn't give off a threatening aura, at least in the woman's opinion. Tempted to speak up once more, she decided it was best to hold her tongue. So far her companion had proven to be better with words, so she allowed him to take the reins.