Ocean's Breath Plateau Vergonzosa

Once again, in the foolish hopes of after finding one long lost sibling, he'd find the other.
He moseyed on towards the plateau, hoping to see more than what he would just on the cliff edge.
It didn't seem too hard to climb from this side.

It may seem he'd struck something by coming up the Caldera because the soft tang of blood hit his nose.
A wound, most likely. Was it friend, foe, or beast?
He picked up his pace, more intent now.
If this was an injured animal he could take it back to Rusalka to feed them.

Alas, his nose was not yet trained enough to recognize the scent of a wolf's blood yet, so when he happened upon a girl cloaked in the same tones as his back was, he was mildly surprised.
As he stealthily approached - which was a bad idea on his behalf - the girl dropped down.
His ears flattened, then perked again with concern.

He chuffed, moving closer to investigate.
"Need help?" He didn't know shit about medical needs, only that they needed to be treated. And from the ghastly slash on her neck, she needed some real help.
But if she denied it, he'd have to come up with plan two.