Dragoncrest Cliffs Leap of faith

The fox — no, the wolf! — seemed to be lost in her own thoughts, which gave Shiv ample time to inspect her from afar. She was smaller than usual, with a ruddy coat and a heavy, sickeningly sweet aroma that wafted towards her over the stinging scent of sea salt. The magpie cocked her head slightly with another confused chirp, perking up as the female suddenly noticed her. "Girl is a wolf, yes?" she called out, simply wanting confirmation of her suspicions.