Larea perked up as her name was called, sitting up straight and looking over towards the one calling her. Zel was asking her opinion on whether he should help the wolf or not, so she decided now was a good time to join the rest of them. She stood up, stretching herself out as she did so, and made her way over to the group, taking her steps slowly and lightly as to not frighten the wolf. She followed the rest of the groups example and bent forward, holding out her hand to it before getting too close and smiling warmly as she observed it.<br/>Now that she was closer, she could see the matted fur on it's breast, an even clearer sign it was injured. The way the wolf held itself seemed slightly off kilter, though Larea couldn't tell exactly why; it wasn't like she had spent much time around the creatures before.<br/>After giving it the opportunity to sniff her, she pulled her hand back gently, and looked to Zel, giving him a nod. She hated seeing anything or anyone suffer, and this wolf was no exception. It didn't seem like it was in any mood to be aggressive in the first place, but she would still want to help it even if it was.