Moonspear being with you,

Orca was not an expert on body language quite yet, but was learning. Something about the wolf before her gave those age old instincts pause, but her youth and own personal verve prompted her to test and see exactly why this was. Orca stopped short and stumbled over her own gangly and growing limbs, smirking up at the other she wolf. 

The cub was effectively distracted, but now she was frowning. What indeed! Wanna see? she asked, not so certain herself.