(Your in the forest at night. Your going on a long quest on your own. Your resting in an abandoned kingdom until you spot a anthropomorphic wolf down the hallway. She spots you from down the hall)

"Well... well."

Her voice is a soft grumble, like a growl rumbling low in her throat. Nonetheless, she flashes a quick smile. And even as she stands there, her paws digging into the ground a bit, her ears pressed flush against her head.

"Not every day you see someone who isn't afraid of me, eh?"