Bur'nak watched this vampire still from an attack posture. He looked her up and down taking in everyminute detail about her, from her bare feet to the way she talked to her body posture. She could have killed him while he slept but she didn't. 
 Who was she and why was she alone. she almost looked like some one from a royal family. He shrugged the notion off and he slowly relaxed his tension he sat down like a dog would. Bur'nak nodded toward the fire to get warm. 
He watched her carefully still not sure what to make of this situation. Bur'nak curled up on the ground but laid there watching her. Finally he asked "what brings you so far out into the wilderness and makes you desperate enough to sit next to a werewolf? Bur'nak said. He preferred not to talk as a werewolf because it was hard and it looked funny when he talked. He usually relied on howls or hand signals to talk to other werewolf's.