The snow-white wolf jolted in shock at her presence, having to take a moment to catch her breath and regain her composure. Perplexed, Hjördis canted her head to the side, brows furrowed. Was she that scary? This wolf didn't seem too much smaller than her—lighter than her, surely, but that wouldn't be saying much considering Hjördis and her broad physique. Was it the earrings? Was it something about her face?

'...sorry, did I disturb you?' Soft-spoken, redundant apologies—Hjördis has seen this before, her sister was like this! Anxious, overthinking, shy around strangers... she offered the stranger a good-natured grin. No, nope, she arched her back and stretched her limbs, easing the tension that hung in the air, not at all. I wasn't doin' much. Not that she could do much. She had little experience as a wolf.

Hjördis sat back comfortably on her hindquarters, a soft huff leaving her nostrils. I'm kinda new around here, she explained, I haven't got the slightest idea how to get around. Her smile grew bashful, but friendly nonetheless. Think you could... give me a hand? It felt selfish to ask such of a stranger, but it was worth a shot.