Not my day

The cat brought her here? Actually, that did sort of make sense. She remembered the cat clinging to her coat before she had encountered the wolf. She felt like maybe that should mean something to her, but every time she reached for some sense of the familiar it fell from her grasp.

As she floundered with her mind, the kind stranger continued on. Offering her a place within the pack to rest and recover. Because there was indeed a pack here, wasn’t there? Breathing in the scent around her confirmed as much. The wolf who was aiding her was its Alpha. She knew that by the scent on her pelt, and the scent in the air around her. She knew it like she knew to walk, or breathe. But her own name was still a mystery to her.

“I think I would like that, thank you. Though I think I have little to offer in return for your aid…” She admitted. When the wolf spoke of continuing further on to meet a healer, she nodded. “I believe I can walk”