The Sentinels Such a lonely day, and it's mine

She was so absorbed in her thoughts that she was hardly even thinking about food anymore as she tracked, so she didn't even notice the presence of another wolf until he spoke. The sound of his voice breaking the silent air startled her, and her head whipped upwards to gawk at him, heart thudding in her chest. Once what he'd said registered in her mind, she tentatively responded, ... I am Narcisa. Who are you? There was clear confusion in her expression as her brows furrowed. Now that she thought about it, that was a strange way to greet a complete stranger who meant no harm.

Well, she wasn't alone anymore. Perhaps some deity had granted her a wish, but whether this ended up being what she wanted or not was yet to be determined.