Neverwinter Forest Would you accept someone like me?

Cypress – unknowing to his rather intriguing greeting – strutted over to his father, and the cinnamon wolf was informed of their visitor and her intentions. Facts were gleaned over – the innocent eyes of a pup would not necessarily have picked up the potential slyness of the she-wolf, and for the moment, he saw no reason to suspect her words had meant to be anything but truthful. He studied her carefully before giving a nod to both of his sons, and soon stepped closer to inspect the girl more carefully. “You deal with plants, then,” he murmured, allowing room for her to reply with any correction she felt necessary.
 
“Does that mean you have healing abilities? What’s your name?”