Blacktail Deer Plateau out of my mind

She rolled onto her side, swirling her numb paw through the water and watching the interplay of light and shadow and movement, remarking fondly, "It was a delicious rabbit" Her gaze flitted back to Aditya as he rolled onto his back, moments later a vibrant tenor falling from her muzzle. She rolled back onto her stomach, ears pricked and gaze interested.

Singing was a rarity, she had rarely used song except in her howls, certainly never sang like this. The words were foreign, and she was quickly reminded of the language that he had let slip when he had first joined. She was silent, entranced, and a beat after he finished, she murmured "That was beautiful." Louder, muzzle canting to the side, she questioned, "that language; what is it?" 

At his words, she chuffed in amusement. "That was hardly crazy. It was...well, I don't know, really. I've not heard anything like it before."  She admitted. She had quite heard anything like it, but she would not label it crazy. She understood what he meant, however, after a particularly long journey from home, it felt certainly alien to be among the pack again.