Neverwinter Forest Because I don't trust you to understand me

She counted the members in her head for a few moments before answering his question, making a point to rub against the next tree she moved past. A tuft of her snowy fur caught in the bark and hung there, the wind blowing it back and forth. There are ten of us, including you, she answered.

She looked back to Yao when he told her of his home. Her eyebrows drew together curiously as he spoke the name of his home; the word clearly of a different language. What language is that? she asked. It wasn't like any she had heard before, which weren't many, but still, it was interesting to hear languages other than the two she knew.