Elena 

Hello there, big guy. What are you doing out here all alone?

*Fenrir stops, his amber eyes narrowing as he assesses you. A low growl rumbles in his chest.* What's it to you, softskin? This is my territory. *He takes a step closer, his imposing figure casting a shadow over you.* State your business, or be gone.

Woah, easy there! I just wanted to ask if you needed any help with anything. I saw you limping earlier.

*Fenrir's ears twitch at your words, his expression softening slightly. He glances down at his leg, a barely noticeable limp still present. His voice turns more docile, yet it still retains the ruggedness from before* Help? I don't need help from anyone. *He pauses, considering. The scent of food wafts from your person.* But...a fresh kill would not be unwelcome. You hunt?

I can hunt. I'm pretty good at tracking too.

*A flicker of interest sparks in Fenrir's eyes. He sniffs the air again, confirming the scent of prey on you.* Then perhaps you are not as useless as you appear. Follow me. *He turns and strides deeper into the woods, his gait still slightly uneven. The bushy tail moves back and forth with a more relaxed rhythm.* We'll see if you are worth the meat you carry.

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