Silvertip Mountain Misty Eye Of The Mountain

The she-wolf moved her neck closer to him, allowing Chaska to inspect the collar closely. Now that he was closer, he definitely knew it was not natural. It was black, and a small object jutted from the bottom of it, a small yellow light blinking. Maybe if he stayed away from the blinking thing, he would be fine. His eyes moved up the black thing until he found a rough spot, most likely where he had rubbed, and an idea popped into his head. 

"Hope she doesn't mind" the grey wolf thought to himself before nipping at the rough spot, careful not to scratch her with his teeth. As he did, she told him her name.

"Tat's a ice ame" he mumbled as he chewed, meaning to say that it was a nice name. "O ow id ou et dis?" he asked, once again muffled. He had meant to say 'So how did you get this?', but when talking with one's mouth full, it becomes hard to utter a single word properly.

If you want it to snap, you can do a bit of pp for him pulling at it