Kintla Flatlands the sun has blinded me

Sorry Donna is a bit quirky xD

The multicolored female didn't agree with him. She had studied the packs here and they didn't seem to be related at all. Yes, a few might but most were a mix. That was what she didn't understand. She shook her head lightly. "But your packs here don't. That is what I don't get," she returned instantly. She disagreed that she lived in a pack. Since they all hunted for themselves after they were grown up. Donna would often not return for weeks. But she wasn't going to tell that to the male.

The female got to her feet, tail in the air. Her ears popped on top of her head. "I see that you are of no use to me," she then returned with a certain air. She would find another wolf to tackle this issue with. Maybe someone fun and exciting. She felt not really welcome. Donna thought in very black and white. Injuries weren't welcome. She needed her beautiful body in top condition. "Bye, Mortie."