I don't want to wake up on my own anymore

This strange creature before him did not turn and flee as he half feared she might. Her tension if anything seemed to ease by his words. Her expression one of a strange concentration and he wondered if perhaps by her previous words her grasp on his language was tenuous at best. He didn't think he had ever encountered a soul that did not speak English before and the concept baffled him for a moment. He knew that there where more tongues out there then the one he spoke, and it it had surely been only a matter of time before he encountered a wolf that spoke one.


The next time her voice would grace the air, it would be in the form of a question, pondering and probing to the meaning behind Alpine's own words. ?Its.. its a term of respect to a woman? he managed to say past him own mild bafflement. If this woman did not know many words in English then perhaps a conversation would be far more difficult then previously assumed. Yet.. the thought of the challenge was a welcome distraction from his own very confused mind.


She would move closer to him, as through in the battle of curiosity to fear, it was her curious side that was slowly wining out. There still a comfortable distance between to ease her worries, but not so much as to make conversation difficult. She would speak again, her words again a strange twirl and drop, their wholes unknown to him. 'non' he thought.. 'no..?' pass? his eyes would grow puzzled as he tried to distinguish meaning from the words she had given him. Before he could go much further however she would speak again, English slipping uncertainly from her maw. Yes, non had meant no, she told him he was not interrupting. ?I am..? even in normal circumstances had had no way to truthfully answer such a question, but with the broken communication between them it loomed forth as an impossibility. ?wondering? he finished, uncertainty still within his words.