Safir had made her way to an area with a pond it had another younger wolf looking into it. She heard them speak a strange language that she hadn’t heard before, she had heard a couple of strange ones before but not that one. She decided that she wouldn’t approach the wolf quite yet she had had enough strange experiences with foreign wolves. She would find a spot behind the wolf being hidden in the tree line, waiting to see what would happen in the mean time. She behaved like this in situations like this way too often she always hid to see what would happen later, she hid too often because she was afraid that she would get hurt but had she ever gotten hurt with the way she handled other wolves. She didn’t know why she always did this but at least it had kept her safe, she shook her head to clear her thoughts this really wasn’t the time to have an existential crisis. "talk"