The Sunspire Lay to rest

Obviously, the first person she had caught sight of in weeks had to be a lunatic. Little hung back, brow raised dubiously at the dude who seemed to be throwing himself against the grass, raving about torment. Shifting from paw to paw, she considered leaving, but then again, this was the first wolf she'd seen in weeks, and she herself might go insane if she had no one else to talk too much longer. "hey - dude? you alright?" she tried, hoping that words might snap him out of it. If not, leaving rapidly was always an option.