Gyrfalcon's Keep This world falls on me

When the first yelp cut through, Dante faltered. Coming to an awkward and slightly stumbling stop, he cast about for the source. It wasn't until the second one, though, that he was able to pinpoint the location. Peering at the tree beneath which a light shape was now sprawled, Dante thrust forward curiously, taking care that his own passage wouldn't be in a similar manner. He hadn't seen the fall, but he could imagine.

"Hey, you alright?" He asked, stopping a polite distance away. He didn't know the stranger but they appeared young. Likely a member of one of the area packs, though a loner was not an impossible guess. He looked well looked after, though, to be on his own. He quested a bit for a scent, but did not wish to crowd or alarm.