Sunbeam Lair lost is my four letter word

It took a few moments too long for him to realize he was not alone. Not far from him was a ghostly figure. Feminine and tattered.

An injured dove.

Hesitantly he took a few slow steps forward before he thought that there might be a better way to announce his presence. A soft whuff escaped him as his body posture remained neutral and open. He had no intention to startle the stranger. He needed...help, despite his reluctance to come to terms with it. He was lost here. Needed a way out. Perhaps they had knowledge to spare.

Ahh...excuse me? He called out to the ghostly figure softly.