Just a little time for a snack

Wolves and snakes, at least ones of Koby's size, were no real threat to one another - he was far too big to qualify as the type of serpent she'd try to eat, and likewise she knew he couldn't even try to consume her... though perhaps a small pup might not be so lucky. It was a curious thought more than anything, and she found herself dwelling on it for a moment as the snake began to speak. Though his voice had a curious inflection, she had no difficulty understanding him. "I could imagine," she replied smoothly, raising a brow as she took a few strides closer to him. She wouldn't get too close, though that had more to do with the fact that he was a stranger to her, rather than the sort of creature he was. Though usually she was wary of those she did not know, she found herself somewhat awestruck by Koby; each second that passed confirmed to her he was no doubt some kind of deity, if only because she'd never seen anything like him before. If not a deity himself, perhaps he was some kind of vision? Some sort of creature imbued with the essences of the gods themselves?

"A pleasure, Koby." His presence warranted a sort of politeness that she rarely displayed, though still her expression was inching toward reverent amusement. "My name is Eyrun Finnvi. I belong to the Hjarrandi Band. We happen to be passing through" Along with her manners, such information was far more than she'd ever give most strangers... but he was no wolf, but something else entirely, and she trusted him with this knowledge for a reason she herself didn't quite comprehend.