Bearclaw Valley who among you will be able to stand?

Summoned, Ameline arrived at the mouth of the valley to find her mate, passing her gaze over him to ensure no harm had come to him since he had gone out, before looking past him toward the figure that followed. Her gaze narrowed as it fell to the fragile, skittish-looking wolf. Her gaze practically caught on the jut of bones beneath patchy fur, though she wasn't sure if she should feel disappointed or concerned. 

They had initially set out to travel the winter alone together- otherwise, she might have tried to find Towhee Jr before they left. Those plans had been interrupted when they'd found the two young girls- and now with this scarecrow trailing along behind Ancelin...Ameline couldn't help but feel as though they were inadvertently recruiting. 

Her gaze returned to Ancelin, calm but questioning. This wolf didn't exactly look like an asset, but she wasn't about to make snap judgements. Ancelin had brought the thin wolf here- likely for a reason. "Who'th thith?"