Panting, still walking through the forest, pain lacing his shoulder to the point where he was quite lost for the impact on his mental capacity, the young wolf slowly trudged into hearing a woman crying...  The soft whimpering he heard seemed to push deeply a thorn into his heart.  He gave a soft whimper, coming closer slowly, he nudged and licked her shoulder gently.  Not currently in the mood to woo anyone off their feet - his shoulder hurt so, he did nothing else but sit on his haunches besides her.