Godric noticed the smell and sound of another approaching before he actually saw her. His large coyote ears cupped forward as he dropped his wet hands to his knees, wiping them off from his drink to see the other approaching at a slow speed. His yellowy eyes narrowed as he evaluated her and found nothing all that threatening about her. He had never feared a woman, they had been no threat where he was from, and so he carefully adjusted himself in his kneeling position so that the use of his left arm could push him all the way to stand. His knees creaked from the odd kneeling position he had been in but they did not bother him and he straightened himself out easily, dusting his wet hands off on his sides.
"Yes," he said simply, as if he were speaking to no one of importance. It was a generic answer and it was evident he would not willingly accept help from the woman. The women took care of the men where he was from but he did not know this wolf hybrid and he did not dare to get to know her, either. If she had been a coyote, he might have opened up with a little more information but he did not. His arm ached and needed medical attention but he could find it himself. Until it was in dire need, he would do things for himself. Godric was confident in his ways and too stubborn to let a second class citizen help him. "Can I help you?" he asked though it held no meaning. Even if there was something she wanted, he would not help. It was a bit of a nicer way to ask why she was bothering him.
His yellow eyes looked over her a little closer to notice that she was not entirely wolf and his ears twitched in thought. "What are you?" he asked suddenly, leaving little room for an answer to his first question. It had been automatic to assume she was a wolf but the coloring and shape of her face was quite different and something he had not seen before.