Stavanger Bay at tara in this fateful hour

Doctor was not unfamiliar with fish - there had been a thin, winding river near her pack's borders that was often filled with fish. In her experience, they tasted mostly of mud and the cold and something oily and unpleasant - she didn't like them. Not when there were other things to be had. But when she saw the fish - the fish first, not the stranger - all she knew was that it was food, and she came to realize all at once that it'd been far too long since her last real meal. She'd stuffed herself on plants and licked up the blood of... someone. But she hadn't had meat in a long time.

The partial fish was gone before she'd really tasted it, but when she paused to take in deep, gulping breaths, the taste of it exploded across her tongue. The meat was sweet and salty, like nothing she'd ever had before.

Doctor made a low sound of discontent - she wanted more - but ignored her aching belly in favor of the pale wolf standing near her. She did not know quite when he'd gotten there, but a voice whispered to her that he'd given her the fish, and had watched her while she ate it. The thought made her stomach twist and her hair stand on end, but she forced that away. The stranger had fed her, and maybe they could be friends.

But instead of speaking, all she could do was stare at him, mouth hanging open in silence. Her breaths came in uneasy pants, and slowly, the pale wolf disappeared as someone seemed to pull fog over her eyes, blocking everything but a dull gray color from her view. Doctor sank to the ground without realizing it, her front legs oddly splayed in her confusion.

"Rivvvr..." she croaked, taking deep, unsteady breaths. She could feel her whole body shaking, finally complaining after being ignored for so long.

After what felt like an eternity, but was really only a few seconds, the spell was over. She blinked sleepily up at the pale wolf, her tail wagging weakly over the sand.

"I'm Doe," she said to the wolf, a little bemused by her sudden ignorance of where she was or why she was lying down - or even who this wolf was. Still, it was only polite to introduce oneself. "Hail," she added, a little uncertain.