Swiftcurrent Creek as the stars fall

Falwasi was a quiet creature; less attack, more defense. Attacking was only a thing she did when it was required — when she or her pack mates were in jeopardy, or when her emotions became too much for her to handle. Not only did she behave like this physically, but mentally, too. She did tend to lash out more often verbally than physically, but otherwise she was purely in aegis.

She laughed breezily at Scimitar's comment, seeing his humour match her own. "I wouldn't have wanted to shatter it completely," Falwasi said, playful sarcasm just barely hinting her tone.

The burly male studied her silently. “You have impressive moves. Have you considered holding training sessions for those at the Creek that might be interested?,” he asked, to which Falwasi looked dissenting to. "I haven't," she replied simply. Stand in front of her pack mates and teach them fighting techniques? She could do it... but she didn't like, or even want to do it. The she-wolf was an introverted thinker, and standing in front of a crowd would be backbreaking