Blackfoot Forest The Bear & The Crow

She paused, glancing over her shoulder listlessly to take a look at the sudden stranger. Her fur prickled — just for a moment — as she placed her gaze onto him. A bear? She’d thought for a flittering moment. The man was huge. What exactly did he want?

The name of the territory rung a familiar bell. Oh. She thought. This again. Another exasperated sigh escaped her. Seemingly more hidden this time. Perhaps she was attempting to mind her manners. Wasn’t very good at it though. "Don’t tell me you’re another member of this strange group." Her words — though careless — were meant harmlessly.

Inaira couldn’t help but stifle a light chuckle, of which she quickly coughed away. This pack surely had a range in sizes. The wolf she had met prior to this could’ve been seen as smaller than her, but now this giant stood ahead. Her eyes remained on him steadily. Not an ounce of fear. Pure arrogance arose from her aura.

"I already lost time on my nap earlier because of one of you. Will I lose a hunt now as well?"