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It had been a long time since she had came to the falls. About a whole year she came to guess, knowing since she had departed from the mountain pack it had been to far for her to visit. Some other reasons too, like trying to avoid the wolves of the mountain, or carrying puppies she hadn't wanted to risk. Now she had a great need to see the pool, and hear the rushing water if only to remember times before these days. There was something about the nose of water she missed, and alone she made the trip from the Hollow to the famliar rocks.

Mismatched eyes took in the familiar sight, and she stood outside the pool recalling her first encounter with a river wolf. It seemed she had been care free in those times, and still trying to figure out her life, and the world in general. It was wishful thinking really, and she smiled plainly at how different she was. Too sona tired sigh pressed from her ribs, and she was quick to check for any scents. She passed old familiar ones, and some she did not know. But, she was the only wolf here for the moment, and spied a large rock she had once rested upon. Much like she did last winter, she curled upon it staring into the twirling water, and pondering what this winter would bring.

She was trying to be blissfully unaware of her surroundings, but she couldn't really manage. The falls helped make the sounds mute to a point, yet her eyes would wander to the slighest of motion, and her nose had to check the air so often for a possible disturbance. She almost believed she would not be bothered, when a young female's scent tinged with blood was brought to her by the way of an lazy breeze. It was certainly no one she had met before, and no one of the river pack. A part of her mind tell her to shy away from an injured stranger, while the other may decide she should at least see if the girl could use some assistance. It was in that state of mind she climbed down from her rock, and cautiously followed the red trail.

She followed the little stream, keeping her head high, and her ears cupped forward. Most important keeping an eye out for a dart of wolf hide. She hardly had to look, in the plain landscape was an ivory figure, upon her belly with her face in her paws by the same stream. It was a miserable sight, and one she could relate to if only weeks ago she had done the same thing. Feeling the wolf was likely trying to stay clear of her, she stopped a good seven feet from the girl. Gently not to startle her she cleared her throat. "Miss?" She kindly spoke, not adding the silly are you alright, because it was obvious she wasn't.

your alright ^^)

The girl shied at her gentle sound, but Jayse neither stepped back nor closer. Her tail feebly moved behind her, and she braced herself for the girl to either fight or more likely flee. She did neither, and to her slight surprise she sank down in fear perhaps, to the ground. The pale leader was steady like stone, her warm eyes only taking in the actions of the single girl. She did feel like some big, bad wolf, but only waited if she would be spoken too.

The girl seemed lost to what to say, that was if she could speak at all. A highpitched whimpers told Jayse her vocals were working, and maybe she was fearful because she'd been attacked by other wolves. Who could blame her for being scared? At another time, in another place Jayse would have been much like her.

"I mean no harm, I just caught the scent of blood, and well you look like you might needed some help," she offered a pleasant smile with her warm tone of words. She was concerned for the poor girl's paws, they looked like they had to hurt. "I know a wolf who could help heal them up for you," she added, tilting her nose to the girl's worn pads, not mentioning the crying at all. Jayse felt it best not to.

Most patiently the pale leadess waited to see how long fear would control the girl. It seemed long minutes for her to overcome it, but she saw no waste in her efforts to offer her help. She was young, and appeared to be alone at the mercy of the world. If she refused the kindess of the stranger Jayse would likely continue on her way home without to much thought about what she was leaving behind. Mismatched eyes studied her with a gaze of indifference. When the reply came, her skull titled a degree with a slow blink listening to the soft tones. Her shoulders roll back ever slightly. "If it was waste to help a fellow creature I would long have been on my way," she stated quietly, the end of her tail letting one casual flick behind her haunches.

Unlike the girl she did not sit, but instead dare take a step closer. She was mindful to keep a safe distance, once more looking at the wetness of her washing the blood away. The back of her mind she did wonder what had made the girl cry, as it could have been significant. Her lips drawn in a tight line she let out a quiet sigh. "I live in the forest east of here," muzzle rotated in the general direction, "Your welcome to come home with me, and rest or I'll be on my way, and let you be." Her words were plain, and her pale mask was smooth, and empty of any emotion, though it was clear she was nothing felonious in her actions.

Real kindness must be a foreign concept to the girl, but it proved she was smart, beign cautious of true intentions by a mere stranger. Yet it was a smidge of sadness Jayse once more questioned if someone had hurt her, and where she had come from. Everyone had a past, and to be so timid didn't come about for no reason. The distant roar of the falls called behind her, and the wing's of a raven flapped somewhere overhead. Her attention did not waver, and neither did the silence while the girl seemed to think what choice would best suit her.

Intelligent eyes mildy took note of blue eyes shifting to hers, and away. She didn't take it as a sign of challenge, but more a search for courage. Finally when she started to speak, it was clear she was listening attentively to every sound coming from her dark lips. It appeared to take great efforts, but she managed to get to the point. A sliver of a smile worked it's way upon her mouth, and she further walked closer. "As I said your more than welcome to come home with me, if you permantly wish to stay or leave you can decide after your well rested." The smile grew reaching her angled cheeks, and she did a quick look for any other injuries to the girl. She didn't see any, and let out a careful breath.

"I'm Jaysyek Lyall, and who do I have the pleasure of meeting?" Tones were warmer, and she hoped to obtain the calling of her new aquaintence. She wasn't sure if the girl would want to call Grizzly Hollow home, but for the moment didn't see any harm in helping the timid canine.