I'm a Survivor {AW}

The she-wolf of pitch black and cream came to a halt when she felt something nearby brush against her fur, briefly touching one of her limbs. With a blink of her eyes she gave her head a small shake to rid her head of cobwebs for not having paid better attention. "I should be the one to apologize. I didn't even notice you. Had you been a bear I surely would have been done for."

She tilted her head as the words the less robust yearling had uttered filtered through her ears. Finally it dawned on her what had been said aloud. It hadn't been too difficult, but neither had she heard the accent before. While it was odd to her ear it wasn't the first accent she'd ever heard, but different from the very few her ears had ever before met in her short life of but a year.

"While I do not know where I am, I do not think myself lost for I but wander and go where the wind and stars lead me. But I am sorry to hear you've gotten lost from your brother. I could help you search if you'd like?" She offered help and gladly. There was no reason for her to feel as though she should avoid this or any other stranger. For she doubted she had anything of value they might want.