Sequoia Coast stranger than earth

It was when he turned that again, she stopped in her tracks. Her breath caught in her throat and the expression on her face was swift to transition from shocked to accusatory. He spoke, confused; but was it not just the other day that this same wolf spoke their tongue? She finds it hard to remain composed, but for the minute appears just that as she gathers herself. Stop, she translates, her eyes looking him over. He looked unkempt, which was different from the time she had first seen him. The first time, he had been pristine and presentable. Now... well, he seemed out of sorts.

Where are you going? She thinks to ask then, knowing for certain he was not going home. She was unsure how things worked at the Sound, but at Themiscrya, abandoning the home for any measure of time without consent from the Queen herself was punishable by however the Queen deemed fit. Her tail lashed impatiently at her hocks, an expectant look upon her face.