Neverwinter Forest Loss

Wojteka did not know how much time had passed, but eventually, she realized she had company. Scent told her that it was, at least in part, a wolf; she could not identify what it was mixed with. Certainly nothing she'd seen before. Glassy, brown eyes stared at the creature, and it stared back. How odd. It did not seem aggressive - if anything, it looked scared of her. The grieving mother looked once to the remnants of her den, then back to the wolf-creature. Finally, curiosity got the better of her. "What are you?"