~Ash nodded slowly and lifted her head slowly as the aging Ulven retreated to a concealing bush to Change. I've got to admit, he's got a wise way of life he's living. She turned her neck and faced the young she-wolf, who had remained completely silent during the entirety of this exchange. Ash let her tongue loll and her plumed tail waved slowly in a amiable greeting, but also a gesture that she held herself in the same regard as the young female; there was no submission to be displayed here. Suddenly her eyebrows twitched and rose as Ash came to a sudden realization as she pondered this whole meeting. I have no clothes. They're all back in my tree. She kept her wary grin plastered over her muzzle as she anticipated the female to acknowledge her somehow before Ash was to go fetch her clothing. ~
Tess watched the she-wolf warily, distrust set deep in her young eyes. She gave a low warning growl when the female got too close. Ignoring the friendly greeting, Tess stepped forward, rumbling angrily.
(Sorry for taking so long!)