Sleeping Dragon Hiy hiy

The shaking head and rolling eyes could have offended her, yet all Wildfire thought was, Wait, she does understand me! Perhaps it was limited, yet there was better than nothing. She found herself smiling, heartened, suddenly more hopeful. She leaned inward, listening raptly, as the she-wolf tried again to bridge the gap. Wildfire pointedly ignored the spasm of pain as her ribs reminded her of their current status.

The combination of cognates and gesticulations certainly helped Wildfire to understand. "I gotcha," she replied, head bobbing, then added, "Oh! I'm Wildfire. It's nice to meet you, Seregrýn." She felt a sense of accomplishment and waved her black tail, glad to have made her first acquaintance outside of Thuringwethil, despite the unanticipated challenge of a language barrier.

Motioning in a direction parallel with the presumed boundaries, the Kappa asked a little slowly, "I was just having a look around. Would you like to join me?" It was more of an idle tour than anything, though it could also double as a patrol. Wildfire just hoped they didn't come across any trespassers, as she was in no shape to deal with them (even in the best of times, really).