Haunted Wood Laying in the churchyard looking for signs

Well, it definitely wasn't Penn. All they did was whimper, which immediately cut the wind out of Fennec's playful bantering. It was only fun if they either threw that shit back or got mad about it. This wolf sounded.... okay, not pathetic, but something close to it. Grateful? Weirdly.

Fuck, she was lost. And lost enough that she was fine being called whatever by someone random stranger.

Oh. Look, she wouldn't apologize, but she did drop the teasing for a slightly more serious tone. Are you from someplace nearby? She hoped so, otherwise she was going to be pretty damn useless to her. The only other place she knew of was the coast, and she was pretty sure "go west, you can't miss it" was brain-meltingly simple enough even for this wolf not to forget it.