Larksong Grotto She is frequently kind

The vague notion that her companion may be in danger became very real very quickly as the dark-furred girl made her leap. At first the wolf only echoed the bark of encouragement the girl had offered her just moments before. That wasn't enough. Nimble as she had proven herself so far, the other girl just didn't have the advantage in this situation, and the wolf's ears slicked back to have not realized this sooner. The other wolf was slipping and failing to right herself, and there wasn't much time to act.

The wolf with dirty paws darted forward, but she didn't think about how slick the stones were! She scrambled to rescue herself from her own rescue attempt, regained her footing, and reached for the other girl's scruff just as she scooted within range. Whether or not the wolf managed to be of any use, it was clear she had not saved the day as she hoped. When the other girl cleared the ice, the wolf sniffed over her thoroughly, checking her for scrapes or cuts and attempting to clean any she found. Quite intrusive, really, unless her companion warded her off with snarls and snaps.