The Floodlands safe behind your veneer

A foreign word caused her to pause and give a curious glance backwards, uncertain if she had just been cursed at or something until the she wolf noticed the thorns and offered her assistance. She wanted to say no, to politely state that she would be alright but she considered the slight chance that the small wound would grow infected and she ran the risk of being unable to care for it. The hesitation was displayed clearly on her face, ears shifting back for a moment before sliding back to their normal position as she nodded "Alright. Thank you" she said and turned to face the she wolf though she made no move to come closer. For a moment there was silence and then she sat down, making it easier to reach the thorns and shredded skin "My name is Minori. I lead a small growing group nearby" she introduced herself and tossed out the fact that she was forming a pack, leaving Issun out intentionally for the moment since she had wanted to form the pack before he even showed.