The last thing Godric wanted was to get more canines around him and by the looks of it, it would be a wolf of some sort. He did not know if there were packs or tribes or anything of the sort around, he had not met anyone until now. The wolf he ran into on the other side of the mountain was not important enough to him and he got no information out of him and he had no idea whether or not he was apart of this area. But this woman seemed to be though she was keen on helping him. He lifted a hand midway through her speech to brush it off. "No," he said, trying to get her to drop it. "I just gotta find herbs and I'll be set," he said, indicating he knew well enough of medicine to take care of himself. It was unfortunate he ran out already but he would be able to find them easy enough should the terrain be faithful to him.
"Oh," he said, suddenly losing interest in what she was. His eyes narrowed to give her a once more look over before his lips twisted, pushing it aside. He had seen hybrids before but he had never taken the time to consider them. Most of the time it was in battle and there were a few wolf and coyote hybrids where he was from but they were not significant. They were fighters and that was all that really mattered. "Do you know about these lands? Are there tribes here?" he questioned, his ears twitching upon his head until they relaxed. He lowered a little to pick up his backpack and threw it over his good shoulder to prevent any pain. When he was situated with his belongings, his golden eyes found her two-toned face in waiting for information.