who needs forever

Wary of the approach that came, Echelon returned to the passing favor. The likely things to ascertain, female, on their own, it was easy to sift through. But as the younger female moved to circle her, the small Phase turned to follow her. It was a note of distrust and one that Echelon had no qualms about sharing with the world. Even if the gesture was meant to be simple and purely for the sake of filling in the unspoken blanks, Echelon wasn't about to let her out of her sight. There was something far too unfamiliar about the yearling that left her wondering what she was entirely up to.

She curled a lip up to reveal a glimpse of her teeth — a warning. The closeness was not overly appreciated, but she'd give her a chance to rectify the situation. With winter upon them, Echelon hardly knew what to expect for any wolves that could have been native to the region. For all she knew, she had landed smack dab in the middle of crazy. Her last visit to this particular area hadn't gone so well either, though the details of that were long gone and fuzzy.