Whoops, wrong door

Not for the first time in his life, Emile silently wished the ground would open up and swallow him then and there. His face flushed with color and Emile stumbled back slightly, his rump brushing the door, but he froze. He did not know who was out there and for all his embarrassment and this was still preferable to him than running into Bowen. It took a moment for the words the woman spoke to really sink in and Emile's still pounding heart did little to still his already hard to control tongue.

"Nnnnnno I-I-I-I-I-" He tried and failed to start speaking, he took a moment to reign in his breathing, it seemed the woman wasn't too upset by his sudden appearance so he could take a second to try and quell his panic. "Th...ere's just a wwwwwolf I'd rather nnnnnot run in-in-in-into." He admitted sheepishly. He remained where he was but his rigidity did losen slightly, though he kept his head titled slightly so he could hear anyone getting close to the door.

"I'mmmm Emmmmile Ad-ad-adravendi." He said, he didn't recognize the woman, which wasn't saying much as Emile had basically secluded himself for the last few months. Still he'd give the woman and her badger friend a polite if a little stiff dip of his head in greeting.

"Emile"