[The black nails get her attention only a moment, though she's far more interested in being pet than really putting too much stock into the unsettling aura coming off this young man. Curse or not, she's like to try and at least help him a little bit...in any way she can, even if she can't heal him from whatever it is that's got a hold of his body.
Perking her ears up, the wolf barks in response, standing up and wagging her tail, though the comment about not being good company makes her lift her head up and snort a puff of air in his direction. She grunts, nudging his side with her head, almost like a gentle shove, to show that she disagrees with that sentiment entirely, before trotting a few feet ahead and waiting for Ken to come along. She has no real idea where he was or even is headed, but she's not going to let him wallow in whatever it is that's eating him. Let's get to walking, little one, perhaps some quiet company would do you good, and she's more than able to play fetch if it'll take his mind off things.
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Perking her ears up, the wolf barks in response, standing up and wagging her tail, though the comment about not being good company makes her lift her head up and snort a puff of air in his direction. She grunts, nudging his side with her head, almost like a gentle shove, to show that she disagrees with that sentiment entirely, before trotting a few feet ahead and waiting for Ken to come along. She has no real idea where he was or even is headed, but she's not going to let him wallow in whatever it is that's eating him. Let's get to walking, little one, perhaps some quiet company would do you good, and she's more than able to play fetch if it'll take his mind off things.
But until then, walkies.]