Volk Sredi nas 《Wolf Among Us》

His accented speech had finally revealed his native tongue, Russian, a place Ivev had only heard stories about. It was across a massive sea, but eons ago it had been easily accessible via a land bridge. The depth of his voice resonated a cliché- survive, to survive.

There was no hint of resignation in the rust and ochre colored wolf's face, but instead it was the fact of providing for himself. Although he came across as independent, Ivev knew the lone wolfship was extremely difficult and taxing, and with winter looming, he had little chance. Nor did she know how he was raise, may it be in a warrior's society of a tight-knit pack that valued family. She would test the subject no further.
I don't think we've introduced ourselves. I am Ivev, she responded in a different timber.