Wapun Meadow Day Tripper

Thankfully for her, her snap landed and she was able to draw blood. This small victory gave her a sensation that she was finally beating someone, but this wouldn't last due to the fact that she knew she had to be on guard. With the blood dripping from her muzzle, the man didn't seem to care that she landed the hit but he instead looked as if he was preparing himself to attempt to strike her once more. Her bold gaze soon thawed into one of sheer fire and wildness as she drew back a loud growl, she was warning him to stay back because she would retaliate if necessary.

She wasn't in the mood for playing games

Vespera's eyes flashed as his jaw parted and revealed his fangs, with this showcase, she felt her body tense up to the point where she felt paralyzed. But her violet gaze showed no weakness, no fear, but the will and eagerness to tear him apart if she needed to, she was honestly itching for something like this to blow off some steam.

However, the male surprised her again, if she had blinked she would have missed it, but the man's gaze slightly softened, but she still showed her fangs and kept her eyes locked onto him. The Easthollow wolf wouldn't show mercy, but he began to speak, he spoke that she looked nothing like her and that she lacked the pelt features that he described. Vespera's hostile expression  morphed into a face of bewilderment as her lips covered her fangs. Her fierce gaze was filled with confusion and her eyebrows knitted as her eyes swiftly swept the area before resting back on the male.

"Who?" She harshly questioned, but she was more confused than angry. She felt her fur fall back into place and her muscles relaxed a bit, but she kept her steady battle-ready stance. The stress from the situation started to annoy her the more she looked at him, the fact that he came all this way up to her to lash at her just because she was mistaken for someone else made Vespera's blood boil. "Well I'm sorry that I remind you of someone that you hate, it seems I have that effect on everyone," she sneered at him, but those words stung her harder than she anticipated when she spoke those words. Her gaze narrowed as she started to remember how others perceived her and wronged her, her ears fell back but not pinned, she looked like she was hating herself more than him. 

But her gaze never left him, it wouldn't leave him until he was out of her sight.