Duskfire Glacier the soldier's minute

She did not know what to make of him. Injured with an odd smell. Although the scent did not inherently make her think of a sickness or infection. It was something new to her. Perhaps it was simply him, that was how he smelled.

I'm sorry. I did not mean to intrude... She trailed off. Tired eyes looked to the area around him, as if there might be something (or someone) else there. I simply noticed you here. Looking rugged and as though he might need the company.

Perhaps she had read the situation wrong, though. She did not know the wolves or what they were like here.