Phoenix Maplewood I never knew such reforming zeal

Saena giggled. Citali frowned. Had she said something wrong? With a huff, she promptly seated herself and turned her gaze elsewhere. It was not her fault she did not understand all of these new expressions. She'd spent far too long wandering the wilderness; something that was also not her fault. Therefore, how was she to know that all of these things that were not so simple as "how are you" actually meant "how are you"?

She shook her head. She'd not spent much time with this alpha and as she was a number of years younger than Citali's old soul, she could not fault the wolf for doing or saying things as she felt natural.  With a sigh, she cast away her frustrations. "I can not keep up. You all have such informal, cryptic ways of speaking."

Citali could, however, report back on what she'd found on her patrol. That, she understood well enough. "Nothing too interesting," she informed. "All common woodland creatures. Lots of bird chirping. A notable herb here and there, but nothing overly exciting. It seems the wilds are currently respectful of these woods." Which meant all was quiet. All was safe. All was sound. For now. Until something happened.

Her silver gaze turned towards Saena as Citali lifted to her feet and resumed her stroll. "What will you do with this reprieve?" A question. A curiosity.