As the elf went about her day, working to survive by light theft and a light step in general, a pair of eyes had fixed upon her. It watched her explore around the willow tree, around the home, and fish in the river. Watching, not interfering or announcing itself, not yet made up in mind on what to do. When she turned back towards the cabin, its mind was made up. Before she was all the way back, appearing in her path suddenly, shaking off the aspect that camouflaged it, a large wolf stood between #74 and her destination. Its eyes were shrouded in shadow, and something about it gave the her the feeling that this was no average creature. A feeling that was confirmed as it spoke - a voice, otherworldly and difficult to identify as male or female.<br/><br/>"I am hungry." The creature's shadowed gaze locked onto the elf.