King Elk Forest let me take my time, oo.

Mitzi sucked in her teeth and shook her head as she asked, I'm not trespassing, am I? If she was, well, she was lucky to have been found by someone who seemed decent. There had been no warnings or threats posed just yet, so the chances of her making it out alive seemed pleasantly high. Well, sure, I suppose. Mitzi didn't care where she went so long as she went somewhere, and travelling with a wolf who seemed to know the territory gave her an extra boost of confidence. I just got here. I don't plan on leaving anytime soon, either. I need to find a place to settle, maybe get something to eat. Can you help? 

I'm Mitzi, by the way. You are...? Introductions, she figured, were much in order. Especially if the she-wolf was going to help her out. She was beginning to look forward to finding a place to settle; her paws ached and her back was sore, and the ever-exaggerating Mitzi just knew she would collapse if she had to walk much longer.