Nate's head turned sharply at the sudden voice. It still took a moment for his eyes to fix on the she-wolf, dressed in the colours of autumn. With some amusement, he noticed the white across her breast reminded him of a bird on the wing. That was pretty cool!

It took a close second-place to the relief of understanding her words, and the realization those words were friendly.

He blinked. Then smiled, automatically — a wide and welcoming thing. Tilting his head, he flicked an ear in the same sweep — the closest approximation he could think of to tipping his hat. How d'you do, miss?

With an excitable ca!, Ko-Ga swept down from his perch to land between Nate's shoulders.

Glancing briefly at his companion before fixing attention back to her, Nate tried a slow wag of his tail in mimicry. We're ah, well — new in town, actually. Real new. This is Ko-Ga. And I'm Nate Ronan, at your service...? He trailed off, hoping she'd grace him with a name to go by. If not, he could come up something flattering to nickname her in the meantime.