The wolfs nose twitched as she smelt blood in the distance. She licked her lips at the thought of fresh killed meat. But it was daylight, and attacking something right now would put her at a disadvantage. Instead of following the distinct scent, she stood and walked over to the sleeping elf. The ninja was apparently resting, so her presence wouldnt be missed. She silently approached the elf, careful not to wake him, and sat down at his side.
The wolf stood up again, remembering mordaci. No one had done much to help him. She ran to him and bit onto the collar of...[] watever he was wearing?[], and started to drag him. She tried not to drag him over anything sharp on the way, and tried not to be noticed by anything vampiric or flesh eating. She made it to the inn, and pulled him towards the door. She let go of him, leaving him in the open, then scratched at the door. The wolf waited and no one opened it yet, so she let out an ear peircing howl. With that she ran out of sight and hid in the nearby forest as she watched the door.