take my hand

The call caught her attention, and the numbed female lifted her head, curiosity pricking her ever so slightly. She rose; silently, smoothly, heading towards the border in a gentle lope. Her face throbbed, and itched, but it was healing, and healing well. In fact, she needed to get more stuff applied to it - it was herb-less, for now - and also eat elderberry and meadowsweet, and do her jaw exercises, but that could wait a little bit while she investigated.

Green eyes caught site of Bass, and beyond him, a dark wolf and a reddish-brown wolf, a red color as vibrant as she. The girl's expression didn't change as she took her place to the left of Bass and behind; she stood there relaxed, though aware and wary of the outsiders. She was soothed, in part, by Bass' reaction to their presence; it was one of... trust? Maybe not quite trust, but it was not with wariness and edgy.

It did make curiosity stir within her, even as she gazed at the pair and their gifts - nevermind the fact that the curiosity never once entered her eyes; no - the only thing in her eyes was ice.

"Speech"