The Tangle bird watching goes both ways

Success! Sif wags her tail, glad to had been understood once more. She is learning, slowly, to communicate without rehearsing beforehand - to break free of the automated responses that Fen had worked so hard to program her with. "I am Sif," she replies, easily recognizing Furi's question. That, at least, is something she is familiar with.

Furi is trapped. Sif deduces that quite quickly, and it doesn't take long before she sees what ought to be done. She takes a tiny step closer before hesitating once more. "I help? Bite bite?" she suggests, nodding toward the vines that trapped the young shewolf. Being trapped was such an awful feeling - Sif wouldn't wish it on her worst enemy. Not that she'd had many enemies over the course of her young life.