Pix
Pix heard the growls and sighed.
Hello, Wolf. I mean no harm. Is this your home? She looked around, knowing that she could commune with the Uninfected animals through her Fae abilities. She stopped moving and waited, watching and listening. The threat the wolf posed didn't spook her. She wasn't wearing a mask, either, which posed many questions. She wasn't Infected, but since she was technically an immortal being, Infection would only leave her weak and disabled- not dead, which was probably worse.