Swiftcurrent Creek Last Ride of the Day

[size=x-small]Excuse Falwasi, she's a bit... emotional? xD[/size]

The she-wolf pouted a little at the oil pelted male's words. Falwasi found them to be a little chauvinistic, and while she could see he was not intending to aggrieve her, it annoyed her. A lot. "Welcome to the Creek, Luka." She said stiffly, dipping her head slightly as she stood with her brows furrowed. Sure she was pissed off, but she knew politeness was key, especially with pack mates. As always, she was over exaggerating, and she didn't attempt to hide the display of pique.

Falwasi noticed that the two wolves standing around the pool of water could be siblings; lean bodies, compelling eyes, gracing demeanours... "My name is Falwasi." She said, answering Luka's question. She tried to push the displeasure away, with some success. The honeyed wolf stood tersely, but her expression reverted to her usual serene one. "How do you like the Creek?" She offered, basic chit-chat that she anathematized, but posing the question never hurt.

The trees cast awkward shadows across the reflecting water, and the light was dissipating at a quickened pace. It wouldn't be long until the soft indigo of the evening shifted to a menacing black that accompanied midnight.