Elvira turned when she heard a soft voice behind her, lowering her head respectfully as she had earlier with the alpha. Her tail wagged when the female introduced herself as Vespula, the exact wolf she'd been looking for. She admired the shimmering wings on the wolf's back, her alternating white and black pelt making her look like the landscape around them.

"My name is Elvira," she said. At the non-Dragon comment, she gave a shy shrug. "This was the only place that felt like . . . home, I guess." She looked up at Vespula through her skull mask, trying -- and probably failing -- in making herself look smaller. "Balerion told me to seek you out, although I guess you found me instead." A nervous laugh came from between her jowls, and she shuffled her brindled front paws. "My hopes are to become a healer, like you."