Neverwinter Forest new perspective

A woman crosses the border - rusty brown and gray - and carrying a mouthful of herbs. But otherwise, she does smell like their pack, and Lenny can deduce, with her great and powerful powers of observation, that she was a packmate. A healer, perhaps. 

"Ah! Let me help you," she offered, running over to the shorter woman with a wag of her tail. That mouthful of herbs was probably uncomfortable to carry like that - it would be at least nice of her to offer some help. "You've got a lot of... stuff! And I can carry some." A smile formed on her maw, friendly and open.