Moonspear plain wooden casket

strangers were almost everywhere that jr stepped — and though she might put forth some effort to temper the worst of her bitchiness towards them: she does not.

she does not like wolves she does not know, neither does she trust.

so when a stranger approaches, jr tries to ignore her; but towhee stops ... and though jr itches to slink off, she does not.

she lets out a loud huff of annoyance, signing in her usually demanding way -who are you?- to fennec.

a small step up from 'who is' as she begins to understand the structure of language from watching towhee and phox use ptero.

it does not yet occur to jr that she is the outlier and that many, if not most, wolves do not know ptero, so she eyes fennec awaiting some sort of response.