Katniss gave a quiet squeak when the giant, orange hand shook hers, and when the grip released she pulled her hand back into the cloak's long sleeve. She squeezed Anamerak's hand back, managing a shy smile to him to show she was fine. She looked to Nodin and mumbled a few elven words, and the wolf sat, anger receding from his eyes and body. Patting the wolf, she looked to the fiery canine beside Midna, and a smile tugged at the corners of her mouth. "Y-Your wolf?" She said, with a small motion to the creature; Katniss was always a sucker for animals.
OOC: Katniss: -eyes widened; springs into tree and hides- o.o












