Crisis averted. Nicci could breathe. In theory. She took a deep breath and told herself to breathe, just fucking breathe, she was showing weakness to a strange wolf and that was not acceptable. She gradually forced her heart rate to slow, and then smiled faintly at the man. "She won't hurt yours, either," she replied. "Though she probably thinks she's capable of it."
Mini's tail was still wagging happily as she sniffed at the much larger dog, seeming to think he'd come to play with her. "I think it's because of what she's surrounded by all the time. She never learned to be hesitant of larger creatures. Jury's still out if that's a good thing or a bad thing. Guess it depends on the way you look at it." Another breath, and her smile became somewhat more genuine. Mini had in fact not been eaten, so Nicci could play polite. For now. "I'm Nicci."