I Double Dog Darya to...

"Говорить"

Darya had never felt like this before. Her head was buzzing in a way that was 1 part unpleasant and 2 parts blissfully numbing. She'd stumbled around the gathering, suddenly not so concerned about the eyes that slid over her. This was the most confident she'd felt in her whole life, let them stare! Which they mostly weren't to be honest but even drunk her mind still assumed they were. Her hellfire gaze slid lazily over forms as she searched for her soon to be married friend, even drunk as she was that still hurt like a stake piercing right through her heart. She had a mind to finally make her move, too late of course but with her inhibitions sufficiently dulled she really couldn't even remember what had ever stopped her.

Jupiter was escaping her hazy search though, instead, she found his uncle. A face she felt she'd seen before around the pack but suddenly wasn't sure. Didn't matter really, her paws were already carrying her shakily towards him. She wasn't sure what she wanted from him but she was sure she wanted something. "Вы!" She barked, a little to loud to her own ears. Then she paused, blinking in confusion as she slowly tried to piece together why that hadn't been right. Oh right... most wolves here didn't speak her mother's tongue, which had slipped out as naturally as the English she'd been speaking since she was a child. She knew in some way that she needed to say something he'd understand but her brain had stalled so instead she stood there looking at the older blue man, her gaze a mixture of too much intensity and also a sort of baffled confusion.