Big Salmon Lake And I Ran

Meeka noted the irritation in Fang's brief response to her question about his bloodline. She made a mental note to refrain from asking further questions on the subject. Fang was the friendliest wolf she'd met so far, even if he was a bit grouchy, and she didn't want to piss him off by probing into a sensitive subject. "I'm Meeka," she replied. "Um, nice to meet you Mister Fang."

She frowned a bit at his response to her other question. Meeka was feeling quite the opposite of tough, these days. Her feet were starting to get cold, so she padded back to shore, parking her butt a few feet from her new friend. "Are you in a pack?" She asked him, hoping maybe he'd allow her to come back with him.