His heart caught in his throat as the queen answered him in his native language. Her accent was very different than his, but the words that reached his ears were unmistakably Arabic. The bridge that connected the two lands had appeared after a great storm...perhaps many years ago it had been washed away in a similar manner? Before then, perhaps their peoples had lived side by side (or were one and the same!) and that was how they'd come to share a language. In any case, Kimbia was thrilled with this discovery.
The queen -Eshe- went on to answer his question about the dog creature and in doing so poked a bunch of holes in his theory. She called it a native and said she wasn't from around here. Did that mean she was from his land after all? That was a question for later. Currently the dog thing was a priority.
The dog apologized, then went on to introduce himself as a wolf. "Not a native?" Was no one here a native? How disappointing! His first encounter in the new world and not one was from this place. "I am from farther south." Out of the corner of his eye, Kimbia watched the queen for her answer. He was curious and while he openly wanted to show it his main concern was the "wolf". If it was anything like the dogs he was used to it was probably best they just shoo him away now. So far he seemed somewhat civilized considering that he'd been restrained enough not to attack, but he hadn't even offered his name (let alone a polite greeting!) and for that reason Kimbia was leaning towards the belief that he was dealing with a primitive creature.