Stone Circle alleyways and pay phone calls

The wolf started laughing, which seemed wrong; surely a wolf missing a few appendages, including a tail and ear, would only scowl and stalk about. But it seemed the woman was not the nursery-story wolf she'd thought her; and she wondered briefly if any wolves would eat her, if even this scarred warrior-looking one did not seem interested. 

Her ears, large and bat-like as they were, flicked forward when she mentioned her mate. "there's another dog here?" She asked, gaze glistening with the beginnings of excitement.  She thought she'd left dogs behind a while back, and while she mourned not seeing any again, she'd largely gotten over it. Her head canted to the side, adding a moment later, tone lighter,  "I'm a sheepdog. A collie." She was a mutt, really, but took largely after her border collie mother, and thus neglected to mention whatever her father might've been.