*Porcupine*

A large porcupine feeds off the bark of a sapling. All his quills are lowered, as he feels there is no current danger.

Luna

The she-wolf had picked up on his scent, and located the creature. She had seen them before, but never felt the burning sting from their quills. However, she had seen a foolish dog go after one and get half a dozen quills embeded in it's snout. The dog had yelped and howled and went racing back to the humans with its tail between its legs.

For this reason, Luna aproached the critter with much caution, and stood out in full veiw of it, nose twitching with curiousity.

*Porcupine*

Teh porcupine becomes alarmed, and grunts as it bristles out its sharp quils. He wheels around so his impressively armored tail is faceing Luna. He would have liked to scamper up a tree, but there wasn't one close enough, and the sapling was too small.

Luna

She circles around him, intrieged by his display of quils. With her ears pressed forward, Luna circles around and around the bristled creature, watching him to see what he does. she was cautious still to keep her distance from his tail.

Porcupine

He was very much disturbed by her display of curiousity and bristled his quills out all he could. He was prepared to wait for hours like this, or until this foe left.

Luna

She circles around him still, yipping lightly. But seeing that she isn't getting any response from the porcupine, Luna lies down, head on fore-paws, and falls to sleep.

*Porcupine*

After a while, the porcupine figures the wolf has gone. It slowly relaxes and comes out of its protective stance, and begins to walk away. Then it catches sight of Luna, and grunts, swinging his tail around to meet the wolf's maw. Three quils become embedded in you muzzle, but none of them are terribly deep. The porcupine curls up again.

Luna

The pain snaps Luna from her sleep, and she recoils many fumbling steps from the porcupine curled protectively before her. She pulls a fore-paw over her muzzle again and again, trying to dislodge the iritating quils, but to no avail. She whimpers slightly, then shoots a look at the porcupine, terribly angry at it. But she won't attack it now, so she runs off in hopes of getting the painfull quils out!