Guardian Down

It wasn't that long until the injured wolf awoke with a start, Lyria herself backing up at the sudden movement. Well, she supposed that was the answer; the male's fur was bristling, but as she hesitated, she could hear the soft whimpers. She tilted her head, jaws slowly curling into an eerie smile as she stared down at him. After a few more moments, she spoke, her soft voice almost capable of hiding her intentions. "Are you trying to kill yourself or something?" As her next words were spoken, she moved closer to the male, straightening her head and staring into his green eyes. "If you are, I can help with that. If not...." If not, she would at least try and make a deal with him. Lyria was new to this place, and really needed a guide of sorts. The only problem....She was a warrior, born in a line of warriors. She didn't have any healing skill. But when she spoke, her voice held some more determination that needed. "And if not, I can try and help you. Only if you show me around this land when you're healed." Her eerie smile faded, back into her normal facial features as she waited for a response, if she could even get one.