Her ears perked at "ball," some vestige of the girl's knowledge supplying an image enough to intrigue her. The tent, however, intrigued her more. Usually when they'd gone out with a pack and had a campsite, they'd turned away from it, and nothing had drawn the wolves back before turning back.
So...she followed him. Poking her head in, she sniffed, then--catching mostly his and the girl's scent, she pushed in behind him curiously.
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Date: 2013-06-21 03:44 pm (UTC)So...she followed him. Poking her head in, she sniffed, then--catching mostly his and the girl's scent, she pushed in behind him curiously.