Blackfeather Woods Turn Off the Lights

"Oh I see. You can't speak. I think I heard about you. Your name is Quiet right?" Cyn had some background with reading body language since one of the puppies from her adoptive mother had refused to speak for awhile. She had to read the language at an early age to understand the puppy. "I'm sorry if I seem too nosey with this question, but are you a hybrid of a coyote, dog, and wolf? You kinda smell like all three." She felt as if she had invaded some personal things, but she ignored the feeling.