Jade Fern Grove Sometimes it burns

She knows well that the other will have heard her, and Damsel feels no need to hide. Stalking forward until they are in her sights, her posture speaks clearly; 'do not come near'. She stands close enough to challenge, but far enough that a lunge from the stranger will not reach her.

You, wolf. More? Unbeknownst to Damsel, her speech was likely a bit jumbled to the other. Just as dogs did not often share the commonspeak of wolves, wolves rarely spoke the commonspeak of dogs. If it was not in your blood, it often was not something you learned.

She wished to know how many of the brutes lived in the area. Her band needed somewhere to settle, somewhere they could have peace. The fewer wolves the better.