The Sentinels Hi-dilly-ho, neighborino!

Even with impending doom on her mind, the doctor had to smile at the wolf's rapid-fire questions. She might have the body of a woman, but her demenor was still very youthful. She sorely wished to indulge the girl, but there were things she had to see to, first. Already, there was a strange haze coming over her eyes, and she felt the stirrings of something strange and unpleasant tickling the edges of her mind.

"I will do no harm with it, miss," she assured the young wolf. "I can tell you more about it when I can show it to you - a piece as big as Skellige's paw will do just fine, and it will not kill you to eat even that much - but it might make you feel sick and dizzy, and then there would be two of us."

There are already two of you, thought the doctor, trying to focus on the young female's ghostly form.

"I will be happy to tell you more when we have it in our jaws, and perhaps you can tell me about your pack." The doctor settled down into a comfortable sprawl on her side of the border. "I should like to know a little more about my neighbors. Tell me again, sweet girl - what is your name?"