Greatwater Lake no one told you when to run--you missed the starting gun

A year spent among many wolves had taught Wraen to be a little more perceptive on moods and emotions of others and adjust her own accordingly. Depending, of course, what she wanted to gain. The girl's wariness of her unannounced presence made her slow her step and also take a neutral-positive stance seeped with good-natured curiousity and readiness to respect personal boundaries and reservations of the other party. 

"Depends on what you have to offer," Wraen replied, smiling. "I was thinking along the lines of a hunt, but there is no pressure on this matter at the moment. The other is natural curiousity of anyone that I have not seen around these parts often. I am Wraen - who are you?"