Firestone Hot Springs weary traveler, broken spirit

He felt a wave of relief wash over him - she accepted his help. The boy nodded, cringing as he imagined her trying to make her way somewhere on her own. Kieran moved closer, slowly, then came beside her.  "C'mon, let's go. I can get you some food when we're there?" A hunter he was, after all. Though, of course, this was only if the others allowed her to stay among them and help, but he didn't believe they would turn her away.

"What's your name?" He asked as the idea popped into his head. He might as well ask her name now, if he was going to help her get to Morningside to recieve help. Surely the wolves he shared his home with would allow her to feed from their caches - though he supposed it was reasonable for them to deny her this, for she was a stranger simply in need of help. If this was the case, he'd have to spend extra time hunting for her, as well as himself, but he did not mind.