I'm On the Hunt. I'm After You.

Though she hadn't necessarily been looking in the direction of the structure, movement within was caught out of the corner of one green and gold eye. A small skull turned, bringing both vibrant orbs to rest upon the mouth of the building. A wolf stood there. A big wolf. Great. Iolaire hoped that they were friendly. Well... there was no going back now. The damp healer rose to her paws. She gave her body another shake, sending more water every which way. Onyx, ash and snow fur stuck out in spikes at all angles.

Sliding back into her pack, dainty paws brought the small woman closer. "Fine day, is it not?" She was little and charming. Not made for eating. Behind the woman, a thick, foxlike tail swished back and forth. "I didn't know that someone lived here. I came to explore the place, but if this is your dwelling, that would be rude, wouldn't it." It was a statement, not a question. Haunches folded and the little lady sat. "My name is Iolaire."