Hushed Willows panacea

She's oblivious to the presence at her back for a time, exhausted as she is by her restless night. Eventually she takes notice of the pale figure from between the willows, and she goes still, a deer caught in headlights for a moment. But she's only startled briefly; her confidence returns to her when she realizes it's only another wolf. Hello, She calls, voice polite, unperturbed. As long as it isn't the unknown predator stalking her, this presence is welcome. She takes a few tentative steps forward, deliberate and slow to avoid muddling the intent behind them.