The dog caught her attention and she remembered something about a lowlander custom of keeping them as companions. It was strange to her but the creature obviously had freedom. Plus the fennec didn't seem to be in danger. That gave her time to take in the woman instead.

Warden by outfit. Elf by body. She found herself curious to say the least. An elf with freedom was rare in these days but to see one with it pleased her.

"The little one may know he is not in danger and has claimed my bag as his hole should be wish to hide." Since that was his will she allowed it obviously. "Garahel is the name?"