Fox's Glade wendigo

When he said 'hunting', Laurel figured that he meant he was looking for foxes. What else would anyone come here to hunt? She was curious to find that he was hunting for a wolf with a curious name, and tilted her head. "What a strange name," she said, though this remark was a bit of a slip of tongue as she was playing the sweet girl role. She grinned sheepishly then and went on to say with a sweeter tone of voice: "Such a funny place to hunt for wolves, I mean.. considering pretty much all I smell here is foxes." And me, she thought to herself, but she wouldn't say that, of course. That was the conclusion her words intended him to find on his own.

As he asked if she was lost it seemed he drew from his shell a little bit more. She shook her head. "I live 'round the corner from here." She gestured in Bearclaw Valley's general direction. Then, with a soft smile on her face still: "I'm Laurel. What's your name?"