Such a morbid young lady!

She flung her ears up when the woman began speaking in some other language. Much like she had with Tiarnan, the suspicious Alpha female grit her teeth and wrinkled the bridge of her snout, displeased not only with the disrespect of speaking a different language to her face, but also the possibility that it was a curse being cast on her. Her muscles were taut beneath her pelt and she stood ready to charge or flee, depending on the nature of the action Erika took. She proceeded to explain her affliction, but the explanation only proved to confuse Jinx further. She did take comfort in knowing it was not a disease... But so many of the other words were unfamiliar that she couldn't be sure.

“What is an eww-mon?” she brusquely asked, uncertain whether that was some kind of infection or plant and mistaking Erika's following shudder for some kind of nervous tick. “And acid, what is that? I have heard tell of no liquid with the capability of burning off one's face.” Truthfully, she was ignorant of a great many things and could only claim base knowledge of anything. She thought maybe eww-mon was another name for Sos that heretic wolves used, and acid was the means by which he had marked her.

The possibility of Erika being Chosen of Sos dawned on Jinx, but for the moment she put it aside, desperate to have her answers.