Is there a hero somewhere, someone who will never walk away?

This lady was strange. But then again Winter didn't really know what strange was. For all she knew, she was the strange one. Her stubby horns that had been growing and her cat-like paws and even fangs were an example of that. But when the lady mentioned she shouldn't climb on others or they might gobble her up drew a gasp from the girl, her eyes widening and her ears flattening slightly. Was this woman saying she was gonna eat her!? She took a pace back, but stopped when the other funny creature spoke up. Her gaze flicked to the thing called Ears and then back to the woman, her sudden fear and apprehension having disappeared. For now, anyway. The child wasn't really scared of much, nor did she have much to fear here. If this wolf was here in pack lands, it meant daddy thought she was okay right? Otherwise she wouldn't be here, right?

When Bellamy told her she should go find her dad and stay close to him, she thought for a moment before deciding to carefully climb off off the woman and stand on the ground instead. "My daddy's busy right now, I'd just get in the way." Not entirely true. She could probably stay out of the way if she had to, but she didn't feel like going on a patrol or watching her dad do boring alpha things. So she was here, talking to this lady and so far she wasn't bored. "I'm Winter by the way. So...what's your name?" She knew she had asked earlier, but she supposed the woman had just been too surprised to answer before.