Verdigris Ravine wolf in coyote's clothing

She did her best to not stare.

Gaze fitful as if a sudden tiredness had overcome her at the sight of him. Yet she did watch her sister pepper the man in affections clear as day. Perhaps she might not have found a word for what this man was to her sister, but it was clear he was important.

He was loved by her sister.

Her face felt warmed by his kindness to her.

Politely she bowed some before standing, tail waving and gaze less fluttering. A slight tilt of her head — Where first? the unspoken question.

i'm happy to fade for some follow ups or fresh threads whenever you two are <3