Terra held the belt out to be grabbed before deliberately dropping it just out of reach. Deirdre, hm? And a loner as well. Terra leaned in, picking up the different scents from the girl's body. There was markings on this girl, ones that appeared rather deliberate. Why would anyone scar themselves? Baffled Terra pulled back. She still held an easy grin on her face though. Now that was too easy, wasn't it? Deirdre's your real name too. You really have no knowledge, do you? Terra didn't give her name out to strangers, or at least not her real one. It was too dangerous. It made her traceable. The older female acted tough, posturing for dominance. Terra simply stepped back, allowing her pose to be held even higher.
Crossing her arms she studied the wolf before her. The girl was thin, she hadn't eaten well in a while. That was to be expected, as the life of a loner was difficult. Even with help getting a kill took time. Terra was lucky she ate as often as she did, burning through the meals like there was no tomorrow with her constantly changing shapes. I suppose you need some help then. It wasn't a question. Terra knew if the girl had fallen so low to stealing, and as a noble wolf as well, she needed help. Terra scratched her ear, considering the situation.
This was fairly amusing for her, as Terra didn't usually run into other thieves. Without a pack stealing was risky, and inside a pack the need was rarely there. The exception to this was scavengers, of course, such as her birth pack. The coyotes could hunt well enough. It was just far more amusing to steal other people's kills and watch them freak out. Their numbers had been large enough to keep from being punished, though the occasional scrape and death weren't unknown. Thieves that worked on their own were more suspicious of others as well, not trusting people to not turn on them. This was a golden opportunity then. As a brand new thief Terra could take this Deirdre under her care, and there were a lot more tricks that could be pulled with two. Sorry for ruining your thieving, Deirdre. Why don't I make it up to you? A mischievous grin spread across her face, tail wagging slowly.
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