Phantom Hollow You never know the top till you get too low

The lithe little wolf saw Orgin stumble on his words and could read some of the frustration that he felt. Undoubtedly this wasn't his first language, and whatever skill he had with it was only minimal. Mitanni wished she was better equipped to help him, but she was at a loss. She'd only learned a handful of Spanish words, and they sounded nothing like those Orgin had spoken originally.

But it wasn't going to stop her from keeping the conversation rolling. Maybe, she hoped, if she kept up a friendly enough facade, he'd lose some of his frustration and relax. She wasn't in any rush for him to get the words right on the first try, anyway. "Hunting, perfect," she answered with a brief wave of her tail, "I think we could use more of that. You wouldn't happen to know much about catching birds, would you?" It didn't hurt to ask, and since that was where she wanted to hone her skills Mitanni was looking for any opportunity to learn that she could find.