Sleepy Fox Hollow is a mystery

Her eyes would squint, as if expecting an ambush or not believing the ng'ombe coming from the other's mouth. This one spoke like human too. She could make out, faintly, some words she knew. Harm was one of them. Zola further glared, ears twitching as the woman sat down. They made no means to attack.

Why? "Mbwa mwitu wa ajabu" she utters, again more to herself. The time she had spent here - she knew the natives did not speak of her tongue. They spoke like human. Zola wondered if there was a connection there. The earthern woman lifted herself from her position and approached. 

Bold as it may be, she stared down at the foreigner without fear. A paw lifted to gesture to herself, pressing it against her chest. "Zola" she says clearly, introducing herself "is land yours?"