Hey There, Honey

The woman was polite and kind and Aryn's body language relaxed as the realization drifted gently over her. Her smile grew warmer and more sheepish, the question more direct and to the point then she'd anticipated. "Looking for them, actually." She replied, her eyes darting off to the side as the buzzing noise swelled sharply and then faded once more.

"I live nearby and had hoped to take some home, is that silly?" The lack of recent interaction with strangers brought a nervous chuckle from her maw, and she bit her lip to silence it. "Someone told me a long time ago that it was possible to contain them - gently - and share in the honey with them. Have you heard anything like that?" It was possible that this wolf would simply laugh, call her out on her lack of wisdom and knowledge, and suggest taking the honey by force, but the kindness in the monochromatic wolf's eyes gave her hope that she was not simply another bloodletting murderer who gave no thought toward respecting a lesser species.