It Looks Like I'm A Queen

She jerked her head around to the voice calling from behind. The masculine voice certainly did not speak words of her own language. Her ears could not pick up many familiar words but she was able to vaguely understand. How many foreign wolves were there on the tribe lands? For now she would hide that anxiety and answer the male's inquiry. Had he come from inside the strange cavern? If he had, then that will definitely be what she's searching for.

"Hello," She greeted with a respectful nod before moving on with her answer. She wiped off her blank and confused look as she continued. "I am looking for opening."

"Opening" didn't sound like the right word. She silently scolded herself in her thoughts. Why did this language have to be so difficult to learn? Then again, what satisfaction came from an easy task? She let out a sigh, watching as her breath twirled in the air as a white puff before disappearing.

"Speech"