Naaghai Lowlands hand

Her eyes followed the man's movements carefully. She imitated them after a moment, understanding that he meant to teach her his own way of communicating. And maybe this was for the best. Candle had never been very good with words.

She blinked at him as he touched his chest, reaching out to follow the movement with her nose. Candle sniffed his chest fur. Zoug. Strange, strange man. She pulled away to tilt her head at him with brightening eyes, tail beating against the ground slowly.