Qeya River A muffled cry and slipping off

Lily shook her head, not at all familiar with either Grimnismal or Ankyra Sound. The second one sounded vaguely like something that would be on the coast, though, and while the ocean was a good distance away, it wasn't far enough to put her mind at ease. She softened her gaze; clearly, the bloke was frightened enough, and she didn't need to make it worse by panicking, especially needlessly.

"I have to go tell my pack about the bear, if it's still roaming," she told him, her voice level. "If you've been run out of your home. . .you should come with me. We're a Sanctuary; we give wolves a place to stay in times of need."

She flicked her black tail and began to walk off, motioning for him to follow. "What's your name?" she asked, craning her neck back to give him a sideways glance.