Wild Berry Meadow You givin’ up your faith for some fun

devilish joy surges through her, laced with adrenaline. she's not only able to nip at this wolf's tail but get away. it's proof to herself that she's only getting better in sneaking. take that, pops, is what she would say to her loser of a father -- except she's much too busy being cool  and excelling at everything she does. in the midst of her inner boasting, though, she does realize the stranger is calling out to her. he doesn't really seem all that pissed or even annoyed. huh. that kind of takes the fun out of it. "depends on who's askin'." she barks from her hiding place, mismatched eyes narrowing in donovan's general direction. it's evident from her tone that she's still fired up and ready to go.