Lost Creek Hollow There's some miscommunication

Shikoba was waiting quietly to see if anyone would reply to her barks. Her tail thumped itself against the rock in boredom, her eyes switched off from laying on the right side to laying on the left. Every so often she would hear the flutter of bird's wings that brought her back home. She missed them so much, maybe she would see them later in the cape of darkness. Her ears flexed back when she heard paws coming towards her and a greeting. "Hi, I'm Jazz."

The earth clothed woman ripped her attention away from her dangling paws and turned her head to face the new wolf, Jazz. She was pretty in Shikoba's eyes, however a little thinner than what would be considered normal weight. Perhaps she suffered from the hardship of winter as well and lost her weight? Shikoba sat up, bowing her head at the higher-ranked wolf.

"Greetings. I Shikoba, new wolf. Mordecai recruit me, I no speak language good here" The native's sentence was choppy, but pretty understandable. Hopefully this Jazz would understand the native.