Ravensblood Forest and iron filling her lungs

She is mildly surprised when not only does he Relent, he agrees with her. 
were she a softer shewolf she would have done something like smile, or wag her tail, or something else similarly sappy. 
Instead she inclined her head, giving a hum of acknowledgement. 
His next words catch her off guard, and she blinks, not comprehending the softness in his voice. She had never had someone care for her. Never had someone speak gently. For a moment she wants to lash out, to push him away. She certainly has no interest in reciprocation- does she? 
She shakes the thought out of her head and nods, agreeing to follow him. 
"Caught her walking through the place like she owned it. I asked her to move around and she refused- called herself a...wahn-something-or-other. so I defended our territory." She preened, proud of herself. "I even drew first blood. Would have killed her if she hadn't kicked me."