Fenris remained calm as the girl struggled, merely rising to his feet as soon as she rose herself. Her panicked state seemed to confuse the dog, as it's head tilted to the side in wonder. There were no strange scents around, so no danger. He sat on his haunches and waited for his master to return.<br/><br/>Close to returning he was after all, lugging behind two possums he had gotten for the night and some firewood, he made his way back to the area where the girl was. The night chill was settling in fast and he could feel it all the more without his cloak. picking up the pace he finally made it into the clearing where she was, seeing her awake and standing. "Ah good, you're up. Hope Fenris didn't scare you." He said, walking towards her and plopping one possum onto the ground near the tree, the other in front of Fenris who happily started eating.<br/><br/>Getting the wood ready now, he set it up in a tent fashion, and started to prepare a fire. "Go on and get the cloak back girl, you're probably freezing. Gonna be a cold night, but don't you worry. I'll have this fire up in no time." And like that the first spark flew from his flint and caught the kindling ablaze. "There ya see? Now how about you slide over and get comfortable, tell me what happened to you." He asked matter of factly, speaking as if he was in a town pub, nursing a mug of ale.