Moonspear be devout to hunger, child

Wraen was catapulted from her land of unicorns, rainbows and hidden gold and landed with an actual crash in the real world again. Except she had not hit the ground, but someone furry, warm and definitely alive. "S-orrry," she mumbled taking a step back and trying to clear her mouth from the bits of fur from the other wolf (a not to everyone - never crash into people with your mouth open).

"I am fine," she gave the man standing in front of her a bright smile and wagged her tail a bit. "What about you? No injuries?" Wraen asked, taking this as a good reason to look the young man up and down and to come to a conclusion that this was one dashing fellow. Had she been human, she would have blushed.