(hope you don't mind me jumping in.)

Terelyk was a lone wanderer in the vast desert, and so it was no wonder that he had attracted the attention of a native. Of course, the lack of him seeing her was probably due to the sand-colored fur that covered her whole wolven form, not to mention that she wasn't walking on the sand, rather, she was traveling through it. However, he did seem either lost or... well, really lost. Few would come out here alone, much less with seemingly no provisions.

Slowly, her form materialized from the sand nearby. She kept quiet, and somewhat out of sight, wondering if she should help...