umpity bump. Bumpity bump. Bumpity bump. Her heart beat steadily, loudly in her chest, brimming with uncertainty, so full with such an emotion that she thought it might spill over. Truly, Juniper was not one for confrontation—instead, she was shy and hesitant, even when she was hardly involved, her steadfast sister at the helm navigating the situation, she felt nervous.

Juniper froze, standing awkwardly behind Rhiannon, her lively green eyes diverted to the ground, though she kept the stranger in the corner of her sights, trying to analyze him. Despite her sister’s misgivings, did Juniper really think that this person was a threat?

It seemed… unlikely, given his reactions, the tone of his behaviors. However, her history made her doubt, and unless someone was overtly friendly, she did not quite understand how to decipher one’s insecurities. It reminded her of herself, actually, though she was not so confident as to approach a wolf she did not know. So she did what she always did when she felt overwhelmed: nothing.

@Satchel @Rhiannon