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No further orders came, but she was ready for them. The stranger kept speaking and the more she did, the more Camilla had to focus on and to translate mentally; most of it made sense, and when they finally mentioned Phox again, things clicked a little bit in to place. She relaxed as soon as the boy was mentioned, and lifted her head just a little bit. Her eyes glanced over the other wolf swiftly as she hunted for signs of irritation but there was nothing, just a little bit of concern really, and the stranger didn't seem like they were going to attack her outright — but she was still a bit startled, still expectant.

Yes, answered the girl, and her eyes briefly matched with Towhee's — which meant her face was a little more visible. I'm Camilla, and.. and Phox, he's... the best thing that's happened to me so far, she would've said if she had the lexicon for it, but instead she ended that thought with something that she considered to be an off-handed comment: —my husban, blink, blink, blink. It sort of just, came out.