After awhile you both reach camp and Nascha practically sweeps you into a large den where a small white wolf is sorting various herbs. "Shiye," you hear the female call, "can you help?"
Quickly the other canine turns around and trots up to you, inspecting every inch of you before zoning in on your foot, "Ah, it's just a scrape. Here, take this." Shiye trots back to the numerous piles of herbs, grabbing one covered in some unfamiliar yellow salve. When he returns, he begins to rub it on your injury with his paw, nodding contently when a good portion of the substance is gone, "It should be good as new. What's your name stranger?"
When you introduce yourself, he hums, "Well, hello. I'm Shiye as you gathered. Ah, I should get back to work."
Next wolf to visit: Ashkii