"Oh, you silly thing," she scolded gently, kneeling beside him and pulling gently on the fabric he still held. It was ridiculous to her, yet so adorable that he seemed to be having such fun at her expense.
The voice startled her, not having keen enough senses about Rylan to know he'd been close. Lyra visibly jumped and grew tense but relaxed once she realized it was someone she recognized. "I didn't lead him here or anything, at least not that I'm aware of," she told him honestly, hoping she would not be in trouble for "stealing" Wesser when she'd done nothing of the sort.
"Not trouble exactly, he just seems to want me to...follow him? I suppose. I had to chase him out of the house, but it was for his own good. I don't want him to be in any trouble, I don't know if my family would wait for an explanation from me if they found him." She gave her skirt a few more gentle tugs, hoping he might free her.
"Would you like him back, then?" she assumed, thinking he might have better luck "convincing" the wolf than she was.