Big Salmon Lake triple dipped in psycho

It was always interesting to meet new strangers, especially those you couldn't read or predict what they would say or do next. And whoever this woman was that walked before the sandy male now was a difficult wolf to read. His ears flickered towards her when she called out to him and a few moments later he took a couple steps in her direction. He figured she wanted to talk, after all why engage in conversation if you didn't wish to speak?

"What would you have me say?" he asked in return to her question, wondering what she would like him to talk about. There was the casual and ordinary hello and goodbye kind of chitchat, but the man had a feeling that she was not one to partake in such typical conversation. So he remained where he was and kept an eye out for anything that might ignite a reaction from her.