Wild Berry Meadow Comin' for the Crown

Flicker nodded slowly, her journey had been troublesome for her and had only made a few acquaintances; not enough to call them friends. Most wolves she encountered had turned on her with aggression, and some of the few kind enough to let her stay for a few days had been...off. She'd rather not stick around them kinds; the wolves of Blackfeather were the strangest she'd bear with. Plus, they're nice enough if she could prove her loyalty. 

She let one of her ears flop to the side, her show of skepticism, but didn't say anything about what the golden one said. As the wolfess described herself and her contrasts with the nightshade brute she sat down, hoping to take some weight off her shoulder when all of a sudden she burst into embarrassed energy; Flicker couldn't help but laugh at her explanation and actions. "It's ok, you're enjoyable company," she grinned and extended a paw to pat the earth before the girl's muzzle, a soft laugh rolling from her, "me name's Flicker."