if i'm being honest

Keahi hadn't been exploring the East for long, her desire to find things that gave some semblance of her old home, despite how much she insisted to herself that she didn't miss it and she may see it again someday. This led her to the Rock Garden, a plain with a collection of rocks littered throughout, treacherous if you didn't pay careful attention to your step. Or if you were clumsy. Luckily, the dame was neither, having spent time playing in the forests and ruins of her homeland as soon as she could. 

Thus, she eagerly trotted along, watching her step and keeping a comfortable pace, head lifted high and chest fur puffed out. Her tail wagged low behind her, a welcoming expression taking residence upon her features. The land here was warm, comfortable to her, a little hotter than what she had grown up in, but she would learn how to adjust. It was surely warmer than the lands of Feral that she had come to Boreas from, and far less muggy than some of those areas.

The Irish princess sought more conversational partners, and the sound of an injured canine came to her ears. Keahi wasn't a healer, but she could surely lend support to get the wolf to an ally of theirs or help somewhere nearby. There had to be friendly faces willing to heal if this wolf needed it. She picked up her pace, nose twitching as she caught the scent upon growing closer to the direction of the voice. "Are you alright, lad?" She called out in greeting once she caught sight of a massive figure, eyes widening at the height difference. Another giant? She thought the wolves here might be more average sized, but perhaps she was incorrect.

As the tan and reddish-orange canine drew closer, she slowed down, pausing a decent distance away, in case they weren't friendly. "My name is Keahi. I heard your shout and came to see if you were alright." Hopefully this wolf wasn't angry when injured, or lashed out, but would instead be approachable and friendly in response to the Masou's introduction.