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Little dove? Senka's ears pricked towards the other, and the gray female felt a smile tug at her lips. Though it didn't cross her features, she was still pleasantly surprised by the nickname falling from the other. "What does that make you? Big Raven?" The other did remind Senka of a raven; she was black (well, somewhat), intelligent, a little strange, and perched in a tree. It fit the larger wolf well. Senka was still testing the water a little, but she thought she had a decent grasp on how this might go. The other wolf seemed a little strange, to say the least, meaning that Senka had some room for error. She wasn't particularly worried about making any errors, however. This seemed fairly simple.

No one? Senka examined the larger female curiously. "No family?" She questioned lightly, examining the other wolf. Even Senka cared for her family, if only a little. Her siblings weren't as important to her as her mother, and she didn't care at all about her father, but Senka's family meant enough to her. Did this stranger not care at all about her family? Hmm. It was an interesting concept, though one that this apathetic creature didn't care to put any effort into comprehending.

"Speech"