Lara trotted silently along behind Lightening, her paws barely making any noise on the cold ground. The cold barely fazed, the thick fur of her wolf kept her nice and warm. The man Lightening had spoken to looked like he could have used some fur himself. Human's were so foolish sometimes. Lara hoped she would not be sent to aid that man, his mission meant little to her, appeasing a dying king's wish was not going to help her stop the bandits from harassing the Druid caravan. As they walked towards the castle Lara kept her ears perked, listening for any potential threats. Too often small groups like this were attacked by bandits and thieves and even though they were relatively well armed and hopefully capable group Lara wasn't ready to put her life in these strangers hands just yet.