My demons

Theory tilted her head to the side. This wolf didn't seem to mean any harm to her or the pack, but it wasn't often that any wolf with good sense (and no ill intentions) ignored such a strong presence and small of a foreign pack. Either she meant no harm and was a bit daft... or she was a bit more cunning than she let on. Theo didn't want to make an assumption either way, so she remained neutral for now.

"Well met, Hela," she said, her voice friendly. Although her words were neutral, she maintained her dominant stance. It was important to maintain an aura of composure and control. Theory figured she was still at a disadvantage with her age. Without Shaye or Rhyme at her side, it would be difficult for anyone to take her seriously. "This is where Abaven has sought shelter from the eruption. Where do you come from? Are you hurt at all?" She asked kindly. The healing arts were new to her but she wouldn't hesitate to help a stranger if she could.