Gyrfalcon's Keep surrender, but don't give yourself away

Very sorry for the terrible wait!

His brow furrowed slightly in confusion. He got the gist of her first sentence--she seemed to be looking for someone. But then she used a foreign word, and it took him a few seconds to put it together. Confusion morphed into realization as he pieced everything together. Oh, yeah, the birds, he said first, casting a disapproving glance around the area. Their scent covers pretty much everything, he added. 

He chanced a few steps closer to the intriguing woman, eyes lingering on the interesting cream markings on her back. He rarely stopped to take notice of whether or not a female was attractive, having too many other things to worry about, but her beauty demanded his attention. He stopped moving when he noticed her tense, deciding he was close enough anyway. He took a seat, curious gaze resting on what he could see of her face. Who is this wolf you're looking for? What do they look like? East asked pragmatically; he wanted to help, and so he approached the situation with his usual militant fashion.