I didn't expect to startle her, let alone cause her to fall back. But really, what the hell did I expect? I would have known I was there a mile away, but Fjall? I should have known better. I resist the urge to roll my eyes as she tumbles back. Instead, I manage to perk my muddy ears forward and to fake a look of concern- although I am so muddied it might be hard to tell to begin with. I daintily, despite being weighed down by mud, lope a bit closer. My blue eyes lower to her, and I must resist all temptation to glare. I could have killed her in one swift movement if I wanted to. She would be dead and clueless. Pathetic.

I lend her my ear as she stands up, my tail once more wagging slowly behind me as my mouth opens into a kind smile, my tongue even dangling a bit. Her words come to my ears, and she speaks of other wolves who may not be nice. I know what she speaks of. Magnus told me of the time they were attacked. Once again, I close my mouth trying not to laugh at her attempts to...I don't know, protect herself? How does she know I am not a nice wolf as a stranger? Doesn't she know sweetness can also bring about death?

I guess I have some education ahead of me once I am back to being Viora. I lower my ears slightly in reaction to her words, my blue eyes flicking back and forth pretending to look for any 'mean wolves' who might be lingering about. I then turn to her a giggle slightly. I want to vomit at how I am acting.

"Not nice? Who would be not nice? Being nice is fun!" I say cheerfully, my front paws going into a quick muddy dance, as if my excitement for what I want to show her is building up.

"Bring it? No, no, I need help! Fjallraven, will you help? You see, there are shiny things in the mud, very shiny and very pretty, I have never seen such things before! It is close, will you come? I am Ahorvi, we can be friends, yes?" I say with a charm on my tongue. "Oh pardon my looks! I was too excited, you see, for the pretty things!" I say bashfully, my brown and thick form turning to trot a few steps away, towards the mud pit only a few steps off. I turn my head back to her, tail pausing slightly, raised high with a smile still on my face.

"Shiny things are no fun alone, yes? It is fun to share," I say in a light and child-like manner. My blue eyes are hopeful that she would join me, and my positioning is non-threatening. I do feel that she will follow me, and I realize how...naive her mind is.