Qeya River I should've left that side of town alone

The stranger motioned to a twitching tail by their feet.

It often surprised Sanja how open to sharing these wolves were; for the past couple of weeks she had been blessed in that regard, and well fed because of it. The opportunity to eat without expending energy was something she could not pass up.

With caution in her step and a wary eye upon the stranger, Sanja draws closer. She lingers outside of their range of motion but is no longer soaking her toes in the shallows; her eyes trace between the offering and the wolf, in case this is a trick.