Fox's Glade I know you got the best intentions

Oh!

A figure shuffled. Shortly after, a voice sounded.

Sokha had been daydreaming for far too long, forgetting to pay mind to the view ahead.

With clear consideration, the woman she now faced seemed slightly off. Conscious and guarded — weak and fatigued. This was no wolf to approach uninvited.

Keeping a fair and respectful distance, the smaller of the two dipped her snout gently in a form of "hello".  

Sokha then wondered. Would this woman depart, or stay to fulfill some amount of conversation?