Moon's Rising in the East

The woman quickly grew angry but she did not seem like a threat as she quickly relaxed. It seemed her own words of helped had sparked the anger, that at least was something Isabella could understand. She was very much a loner, and even when she was in a pack she did many things by herself. Though she never minded helping others she hated to ask for help and only did when it was dire.

It seemed though the woman did have need of them and asked for their help. Whoever the others were they must have been important to the woman. She thought of the mark, the thing humans used for their gods. Aside from this woman she had never seen it on a wolf yet she wondered now if there was any connecting between the gods that must have left the humans and the mark on a wolf. Coincidences were rather rare but having no evidence one way or another she couldn't really make a judgement. Still, it was interesting to say the least.

As the male spoke she kept her ears on him. He already seemed unsure of her, but he did not seem aggressive so there was no need to watch him as closely as the woman. After he replied she spoke. "I have not seen any either. I am sorry we cannot help you now but perhaps we can in the future? Your name may be enough help, or the names of others with such marks. At the very least if we see them, we can say we saw you." The offer was warm in her heart yet her voice had no change. That didn't mean she wouldn't give a offer of good manors though. "In return for your name, it will be fare to give my own. I am Isabella VentFlurrer."[ Her head dipped as she introduced herself, held low for just a moment before rising once more.