Shadewood Arriving to new lands

Continuing to walk alongside the wolf, she'd debate offering an answer, eyeing the other's silvery pelage as if trying to find an answer to the same question. Eventually, she'd engage, the tense silence no more pleasant for her than it was for them.

Once. Now just a wanderer. She'd sigh, shifting her tone slightly I-... apologise. My senses have been muddled the past few days. On the lookout for one thing while I forgo paying attention to another.... I'll find new lands to nap on.

At the very least, her weary frame had seen some respite in the time before she'd been confronted. She didn't need much to go off of, courtesy of high expectations always satisfied, no matter how gruelling.