Silvertip Mountain The Wolf Who Cried Future

Zaria sat down and moved her green eyes to the wolf before her. She frowned lightly trying to understand what he was saying. She tipped her head for a moment. The female was not good with sayings just yet. Why would Chaska want her ear?!!! That was very... weird to say? Maybe she understood it wrong. "Why ear?," she asked, looking slightly disturbed even though she was usually the crazy one with all the poisons.

"Story? Oh. Ear listen story?," she spoke with a hunt of a question. She sat down and nodded. "Simple, please," she added, since if the male was going to use words like that then Zaria had no way of understand the gist of the story.