Work them Legs

She seemed startled when he spoke, though he thought he had been walking loud enough she might hear his approach. That was not the case, she'd jump and turn on him though she seemed more amused than apprehensive. It was a good thing he had not been a wolf of ill intentions. Lowering his head slightly Frith would offer an apology, "That was not my intention, I am sorry." While his form remained quite neutral in relation to her puffed up appearance. A small smile lingered on his features as she allowed him an answer, explaining herself at the same time. "Indeed, I am." He couldn't help but answer. He didn't have much purpose to go to an island, but he deserved a little mini vacation surely. "My name is Frith by the way," he wouldn't tack on the part about being an alpha. He liked to remain the humble stranger, and sometimes wolves got weird around him when they found out.