A hesitation, then. The Humans hated them for coming to their world, but the woman seemed to be from another world as well. And there were no other Wolfriders here. The only one she was risking was herself. Patience could survive if something happened to Tyleet. She had no lifemate, no living cubs.

"I arrived here on the... you called it...a boat?" she asked, leaning a bit closer, her ears now visible through the branches and leaves, long tapered and pointed. "I am called Tyleet."