Wild Berry Meadow it takes the shape of a place out west

Though she'd rolled the dice all on her own, the young wolf was annoyed and flustered and just a little disgusted when the older wolf looked her up and down. She was not terribly familiar with this sort of look, and given her age, it'd most often felt rather threatening to her. She wasn't afraid of this man in particular, but still.

"I asked where you came from, actually," she snipped, despite having no real right to be angry. Valiant had called her little lady often enough and it'd made her feel closer to him. Coming from this male, it made her want to bite someone.