Blackfoot Forest The Strangest Thing

She bit back her grizzle- the wolf may have allayed his dominance but his approach still told her otherwise.

“I respect that you outclass me in every physical way. I respect that you can silence me when you wish to.” There. That was something? The rest of what he'd want could only ensue. A stranger on the trail was a passing ship. She didn't expect his respect. Why should he expect her's?

A small thought was given, perhaps, to how she’d incited the scrap herself by the disparaging jape made…But it was much more her style to beg for leniency after-the-fact. How many times had she been reprimanded for a tongue too snarky? At least once more.