Challenge Me!

Her ears perked even further when he said that he didn't speak just one foreign language, but two. Wow, that was really, really cool. Her tail wagged slowly behind her, head tilting to the side. "Well you speak English very well too. Three languages! Wow, you seem to be a rather accomplished wolf." The comlipent flowed easily from her maw, it was hard not to see that she was rather impressed with this Hárekr. She hadn't done a lot of traveling in her short life, she had joined Valentine's pack when she was still rather young. Mercy's focus had been mainly on gaining rank, more than knowing the layout of the lands passed her own claimed territory. Only now had she really started to explore, a lot later than most wolves. It didn't matter much to her though, she did seem to meet some very interesting beings on the other side of Imperium's borders. Like this one. She eyed his black and white coat again, admiring the way the patch of black flaked off to smaller dots around the circle before colouring his cheek. Realizing that she had been staring, and that he had asked her a question, the dame shook her head softly. Oops. She needed to be a bit more careful about her admiration of others, although she wasn't one to hide her interest. What Háre had asked her left her clearing her throat, ears pulling back slightly. "No, its more than that. But I left my parents at a young age, and don't like to carry the association of them. But its Mercy Destruction." She said with a slow nod of her head. She didn't mind being honest about it, its not like she hid her distaste for those that raised her.

When he spoke about going on a hike, her ears pulled towards him once again, the tip of her tail flickering between her hocks. That did sound like fun, and she found this man quite interesting. Not just to look at, but to talk to as well. It wasn't very often that she got interactions like this with strangers, and to do some exploring would just be another sweet addition. "That would be wonderful, Hárekr." She answered, lowering her front half as she stretched out her back legs. "So, were you born here, or did you come to this land from somewhere else?" Mercy asked after her little stretch, shaking out her fur as she waited for the man to rise to his paws as well. She was curious about him and his language, his life and how he learned things like that. "And maybe you can teach me one of those languages of yours." It was mostly a teasing statement, she wasn't the most patient wolf. She was pretty sure she would go frustrated by the strange dips and the different flow of words. A few would never hurt though...

"Speech"
'thoughts'