Bella was Garou. She was, though very poorly educated on such matters, a creature of flesh and spirit at the same time. She'd met few spirits before, but didn't know much about them and couldn't even understand their speech. Despite her bravado, she wouldn't have dared to traverse the spirit world alone. Being born a wolf and raised as such for most of her early life, it was easiest for her to wrap her head around anything strange and new by framing it in terms of spirits. And it was the closest thing she could think of to describe the subtle... offness to the strange wolf.

"No?" She tilted her head, ducking back a little. She communicated as much with the muffled whrrring noise as she did with the motion, like she would have with another of her kind. "You are strange to me. I am-" she hesitated. What name to use? She hadn't gone by her wolfname in seasons.

Wyrm take it.

"-Stands-With-Teeth-Bared."