Hoshor Plains up popped paleowolf

The younger one did not respond in kind, and Sialuk furrowed her brow. If not the language that Towhee and her kin spoke, and not that of the common tongue or the sunshine people, what was there? Expressions, yes, and body language, though Sialuk had found that could only communicate so much. Perhaps this woman's people had never given her the gift of true language. It saddened Sialuk to think that one could be devoid of such a beautiful thing. Perhaps it was a way of suppressing their people.

Sialuk gave a sad, sympathetic look and shook her head. She turned to leave, curious if the illiterate wolf would follow or stay behind.