Wapun Meadow Two roads diverged in a yellow wood

Because no one else joined within the time alotted, I'll leave this open for another 2 days, closing it on Monday, Feb 4 at noon mountain time. If nobody else joins, then I'll do a roll then. Watch Nunataq get a lucky roll XD

It was Foxglove, the flighty cow elk that Nunataq had approached. The herd had watched her draw nearer, but Acer didn't necessarily rule the young wolf as a threat. From what he could tell, she was alone, so he wasn't going to waste energy on her. She was small, young- and he could have killed her in an instant...But elk weren't vicious animals. Predator and prey could walk alongside each other and read each other well enough to know that one wasn't intending harm. Acer and the other cows did not deem the young, dark wolf to be a threat- but Foxglove certainly didn't like it, and began to throw a fit. 

For an elk, a fit wasn't much of a thing; more of a display than anything. Her fine-featured head came up and she exhaled sharply, a high-pitched expulsion of air that circled around her head in na soft mist before it disappeared. She regarded the young wolf with keen, dark eyes and stamped one of her sharp forefeet into the ground as a warning. If the wolf took one step closer to her, she'd be forced to react. Acer stood in the background and watched the interaction, keen to see what the young wolf made of this, but prepared to intervene should he need to.