[Elizabeth lets out a soft exhale of breath in wonder as the wolf noses her hand.] Remarkable. Well, it certainly makes more sense now as to why you'd be without clothes. I imagine your transfiguration would be a great deal less agreeable if you tried to navigate them while having four legs instead of two.

[It somewhat mollifies the situation in her mind, though seriously, she's seen more male naked bodyparts here in the last few days than she's seen in the whole of her life.]

Though communicating might be a touch more difficult. And I don't believe I have your name. We'll simply settle for Mr. Wolf for now, I should think. Where you attempting to make your way back to civilization? Or were you doing something...wolfish,in nature?