Haunted Wood let me underneath your skin

the woman who greets her is quite the opposite of who she expects; and yet his scent, and that of the woman he'd hunted, are clear on her pelt. "I want to speak to your leader." she offers, seeing no need to return formalities that had never been given in the first place. she does not know, of course, that the hunter is the leader here; but if he is not, she is sure to be impressed by whatever fierce enough wolf exists to take precedence over him.