Emberwood A new approach found

One of several? That had to be hard. Evien was fortunate enough to have never truly had the experience of losing someone and looking for them. Much less several of them. He wondered, vaguely, how long she'd been looking - how far she had traveled. 

           "What are their names?" he asked, tilting his head and leaning his weight onto his right side. "If I run into them, I might be able to send them in your direction." It was the best he could think of, really, if he hadn't seen the wolves she was looking for already. And Evien wanted to help her find the wolves she was seeking - he hated seeing people in need and be unable to do anything about it. 

             He also didn't quite mind helping guide the conversation. Evie was almost never without things to say.