"I..." she swallowed, the speed they were moving made answering immediately a bit hard, but, he was trying to understand her so how could she deny that? "...have no idea what a lycanthrope may be?" She pronounced it carefully, though she drawled the wrong letters by accident?

Forgive her?

"I also am not certain, entire, what I may be. My father was from a the lands beyond the Dales, mother says to have met him in the Kolder war. Like he was a Were-rider, as those were the only tales I heard of those with other forms, though there are no women within those ranks."