Mount Apikuni you soon find you have few choices

her gaze travels to rest on his chin, and she unfurls a fraction. she does not meet his gaze. "as you will."  she offers only, voice quiet and compliant. she has nothing of value to say, and thus what use is the ability to speak freely? she does not say this. she is only bold in regards to Baracuda, and mostly because he is fascinating. 

quail has drawn a dozen lines in between the wolves she follows, deciding based on silent observation where they stand in regards to one another. the male is mated to the pale one, and seems close too to the one of few words. she remains silent, knowing that no words offer more information than poorly targetted questions - one she would not dare ask, anyway.