A wolf named Belladonna

Erika smiled graciously at the toxicologist. "Why, zank you, Mademoiselle!" It would not be a long stay in Tyrande's den since she already found some spots to set up a den, but the offer was rather kind of the black wolf. Following her to a fork in the cave, the smell of the outdoors pervaded her nose. Tyrande said that the right tunnel lead to a ledge with a nice view, but Erika turned her attention to the left. "And what about zis one?"