Future Life, Past Death. (Leila's IC Joining)

A smaller wolf with a much brighter coat, like that of the warm Hot in the sky, with eyes to match, came to side to side with the huge guy wolf. She looked much less intimidating, yet much larger that Leila, non the less. Walking with the fluid grace of a panther, the lady wolf siddled next to the guy wolf. Were they a mom and a dad? They looked much at happiness with each other.

"Hola, señora..mi llama es Leila..."
The little fae heard the guy wolf speak.

"Do you speak english?"

She shivered at her second language, one she knew she did not excell at. After all, it was her fathers language, and he did not stay much, only to feed the family and protect the den.
She released a light whimper, having a feeling in her tummy that her answer would give him no happy feeling.

"Sí, pero..yes, but I not good at," she remembered the term he gave to her of the language. "english."

She slunk her tender, soft empty white belly to the ground, and within the moment she did, it rumbled its anger at her not filling it.
To give her a smidge of modesty at the sound, she tried to pretend it never happened, and hoped the two wolves could not have heard it.