Totoka River Diving in the deep,

The dark she-wolf before her shot a nasty snarl in Aimi's direction and was about to go in for the attack. She was generously injured, but much larger than the otter — probably even stronger too. The only real combat experience Aimi had was in small physical feuds that quickly got out of hand — ones she often ended up losing due to her opponent being larger than her. But a little intimidation from stronger opponents never stopped her from going all out before, and it certainly wasn't gonna stop her now..

The snarls from her chest vibrated louder as she shifted her paws to lunge for an attack, but attention quickly shifted when the wolf draped in reds interfered.

'No' there's no way she could've missed it, but how? 'She's just hurt'. Was he....speaking her language!?

The small otter's head snapped in the direction of the masculine voice — that red man spoke to her in the language of her home."Y-you speak Mandarin!?" She shouted questionably towards the sire, and now aware that there was no longer a language barrier between them, Aimi felt comfortable talking like this. Her eyes glanced back over towards the black femora as if to ask the same, but she had already started fleeing from the scene...