Sun Mote Copse if heaven's grief brings hell's rain

He chuckled at that. Sorry, princess. Not in the habit of unprovoked murder.
Nathaniel stepped a bit closer to the other wolf, sniffing at the air around her. He wasn't really in the mood for the interaction, but he was the one who had greeted her, so he decided to suck it up and introduce himself. Name's Nathaniel.

After a moment, he added: It's dangerous to wander about strange forests after sundown. His tone was not threatening or unkind, but slightly dark nonetheless. It spoke of more experience with such scenarios than he had wanted. The things that lurk around in the dark-- none of them are good.
Then he smirked. And you won't always have the luxury of finding someone as big as me to hide behind.