Redhawk Caldera It's keeping me up at night, hmm

If Wraen had had any previous misgivings about the Redhawk caldera wolves as rock-eating, growling beasts, then one look at the grayscale gentleman and the way he started the conversation won her over immediately. She was charmed by his presence and the calm confidence he radiated and felt that it might not be that difficult at all to extend their accidental meeting beyond polite and meaningless exchanges. 

"Lucky day for him - I guess. May he use it well," she replied and smiled, though she had no idea, how a brainless creature could spend a meaningful time. In her and rather self-centered/one species-centered world-view rabbits did not possess any intelligence. "My name is Wraen from Sunspire - and who may I have the honor to talk with?" she asked. Perhaps, if she had had a closer look, she would realize that this man bore some similarities with her friend Liffey.