Where to Begin?

She'd stand quietly, observing the quiet chatter. She had not yet made a decision; they had not noticed her yet, and they ought to at least give her a firm yes or no first. Why? For then it would be out of her paws; she would not have to worry about it. Yet, her presence would go unnoticed by the Threar - former Threar - male. The yearling messenger would shift in place, freezing as her eyes caught on the grey female who had come; she had noticed Lillianna, unlike the other yearling. This one would make no movement, no sound, instead glancing at the other. Lillianna's head would tip to the side, her gaze also drawn to Miksa as she awaited an answer.

"Speech" "Language"