Lykaon did not know what burdens she carried. But he knew she carried some. And if he could ease them even just a little bit. He wanted too. She was the first wolf he had met here. The first one to be kind to him. Despite how unsure she had been. She had been kind anyway. He felt he owed her for that. And he counted her a friend.

Lykaon laid his ears back. Concern on his face. Can I help you find them? Or I can search for you? I'm afraid I dont know what they look like, but I can ask around. The pack I belong too, now. They know a lot of local packs.

A soft chuckle when she told him to be safe. I'll do my best. Spiders can be a bit scary and threatening I will admit.

Lykaons eyes went wide when she reached. His own yellow eyes meeting her vibrant ones. Crinkling at the edges with a silent laugh. He let the stick go with a soft huff. A little laugh. Were he a human man he'd have rubbed the back of his neck. Slow almost boyish he spoke.

Yea my ma woulda had my hide.

He chuckled again and felt warm at the memory of his mom. Sweet and kind and mannerly. He missed her more than anything. But Ardeth men didnt stay in the packs they were allowed. He could have killed his dad for making his mother cry every season he sent her boys away.

You need some help? Or you good?