Sleeping Dragon Wait for it

She smiles as he turns to face her, but he makes no attempt at conversation. The boy was barely any eye candy to the freckled woman, but he was definitely a cutie-- she tilts her head right back at him, mirroring his confusion. "The name is Portia," she says, dipping her crown daintily. Her posture is still respectful, but far more open than most wolves are upon the first meeting. He seems somewhat flustered, confused even-- to her all is going as planned.