Surprise lit in Kikji's eyes when the male wolf replied. "You can talk!" she exclaimed stupidly, drawing attention from the other wolves again. When she quieted down, she shook her head at his question. "No. My family was killed by the two-legged creatures. I don't remember much; I just know that I woke up here somehow." Kikji replied, sitting down in front of the wolf. "What about you? What's your name?" The shewolf asked eagerly, her shyness suddenly swept away.
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Amise gazed up at where the bug had pointed to with its antennae. "A day?" she repeated, shocked. Shaking her head, she glanced at Wyretta, before bounding towards the tree covered with vine. Due to her colorblindness, it was a little difficult to spot out the correct tree. A few trees were covered in vines, but she decided to go with the one which had the most vines wrapped around it. Unsheathing her claws, she gripped the old bark unsteadily, picking her way through the tangle of vines. At one point she nearly ripped off an old piece of vine, but she was able to cling onto the bark as she skirted around it. She spotted a tiny hole nestled in the vines, and she immediately gestured towards it. "Is that your hole?" she asked, scurrying towards it.