Dawnlark Plains When I look Into Your Eyes

Dwin suppressed a growl, when the older wolf crossed her personal space and touched her. Had it been anyone her age or a sibling, they would have earned not only that but a snap as well. Since this fellow was older and there was a hierarchy that worked between wolves of different walks of life even outside pack borders, she simply drew her ears back and looked away. When he removed his paw, she got to her feet, retreated few steps so that he would not be able to do this again and shook her coat and by doing this - freed herself from the uncomfortable feeling. 

"That is true. You were rude and now I like you less," she replied. "I can also flip your argument - how can you be sure that I not worse than I appear to be?"