Qeya River but i am petrified

It was perhaps not entirely utilitarian to venture beyond the borders into the choppy night and strike up conversation with a stranger, but it was kind. And Lucani was kind... not to mention curious as to who the passer-by was. And despite her lending her concern to someone outside to pack, her actions were still dutiful, as this wanderer was close to the borders of Sleeping Dragon. Some pack wolves would watch until he disappeared, some would approach, and some would ignore him entirely. Only the third camp was in the wrong.

By the time the figure was properly in sight, he seemed in even worse shape than he'd appeared at first, but there was a twist — a great, grand shadow was heading towards him. So Lucani turned her attention to the larger stranger first. Although this female was more muscular and imposing than the healer, Lucani was also a tall and androgynous wolf, and had warriors a mere howl away, so she was not deterred. Good evening to you both, she called out. I mean no harm, she added, moving a few paces closer to the submissive male. I may be a stranger, but you caught my concern. You look about ready to collapse, young one...