Bramblepoint long way 'round

The arrival of another wolf was a welcome relief to Doe, and that he was interested in conversation brought a toothy grin to the wanderer's face. "Walkin'," she replied after having set down her bundle, eyes tracking the other's slightly drunken gait. He did not seem to be in the healthiest of states, and Doe knew somewhere deep down that she was supposed to help such creatures - at least, she thought she did.

"Are you alright?" she asked, trying to remember if she had anything that might help the other through the ailments that seemed to plague him. Water was probably the most important thing - Doe doubted she could do anything for this wolf that water wouldn't fix in hop-skip and a shake of the tail.