Nimbus Summit tiburon

The stranger pressed closer. There wasn't any recognition upon their face to what Sanja spoke, which made her wary. She did not know what to do about the language barrier. Her tail swayed with a nervous twitching before it curled to touch her belly, and she averted her eyes again.
When the stranger spoke Sanja could not help but glance up, and saw the slightest movement. They had lifted their tail and motioned in a way that further confused Sanja, but it was enough of a clue for her to intuit something.
As she recoiled back a step, then a few more, a low sound came from Sanja. A whine that became a chuff, drawing away from the territory limits and the red-furred stranger. I'm not a threat, her posture was saying, as she found an escape route.