Aylia looks at Fang curiously when he howls. It sounds pretty close to an actual wolf's call. When others of her clan try to mimic the calls they are usually to low to sound real. She can tell by the wolves body language that they don't mean any harm to Fang. A laugh escapes her when they knock him to the ground, nuzzle and lick his face. Aylia nods when he tells her about being friends with the wolves and saving the alpha female. "Hello brothers and sisters," she laughs as they nuzzle and lick her hands. The scent of water reaches her nose long before the sound of it does. Aylia looks over the lake, taking in everything there. "I can see why you come here. This place is beautiful," she says softly. This time she follows side by side with him on the small path around the lake. "What do you like to draw Fang?", Aylia says, still keeping her voice low so as to not scare the grazing moose not far from the path.