Panther Park For now I'm young but I get older and older

For Jakoul, words were hard as is and the addition of an unknown accent threw her. Tired silver eyes blinked in an owlish manner. Their words may have been something of the non-common tongue. She debated her options slowly. She could simply leave without another word, slip away form the dangerous forest and leave the stranger for the felines. Yet she knew she needed to work on her social skills. For the sake of Blackfeather and herself.

Ahh... Her tongue felt heavy in her mouth but she attempted to carry on. What say? Her ears nervously settled on her skull for a few moments before they drifted back up in hopes the one-eyed stranger would speak again.