Big Salmon Lake Youngblood

Vela eyed him curiously as he spoke. She was not to find out this name then. She hated that he wasn't telling her things. It was not something she was used to. Normally wolves would tell her anything if she asked. Her head tipped to the side when he said that they could be friends. She wondered what the purpose would be if she wasn't even going to disclose his name to her.

"I don't think you understand the concept of 'friends'," she stated, though she was not going to let the male rob her of her fun. The female smirked. "Mr. Fluffbutt," she grinned. That would teach him, especially with such an unfriendly glint in his eyes.