She looks up at the red chin of the wolfess as she address her question about her mother. Her mind was so curious, and so young, she did not understand the world around her so well yet. She did fear that mother would disappear, just as her grandmother did, and worry did touch her dark features as she gazed at the light and larger wolf above her. Her ears perk further at her words, her tail giving a wag she her mind was rested, put at ease by not only the words, but the visual queues of the female she accompanied. She nodded ever so slightly with her slender head, Then it was suggested to bring the dead thing back to mother, and she yipped, her worry seeming to melt away as she grinned at the prospect of bringing mother a gift back.

"Yes, we...bring back dead thing, for mother, yes, mother would like, and...what of father?" she asked, rainbow eyes peering about and back to Ambrosia, why would she leave her father out of it, too? She knew father would want one too, but can she bring back...more than one dead thing? How did these dead things worked? Were there rules? The stress of the unknown tinged her face, her puppy fur slightly standing on edge before she looked back into the strange land that they walked on. This land, this land that is not Diveen but is still land, and though Ambrosia attempted to explain, it did not satisfy her little mind. Her nose wrinkled slightly as she walked under her feet, brow furrowed in thought with golden streaks between them. Yet before Paravana could ask more questions, Ambrosia began to explain more, a nudge of encouragement with it to boot.

Yet even this explanation still confused the young girl. Why is it the whole world is not home? Why is it home ends? What is all this other land? The questions swirled in her head, her sparkling rainbow eyes blinking as they teemed with the life of deep thought. She would try to ask only one question, as she noticed before if she asked too many at a time, they tended to not all get answered. "Why is it this is not home? What is this? And...where is the dead?" she asked, her mind scolding herself as she...well, failed to ask only one question. She wanted to learn so much, so much as it was hard to keep her questions contained. She looked up at Ambrosia, stepping out a bit from under legs, her rainbow eyes searching this wonderful place called the woods. Her head was perked, her tail was wagging as she thought this place was, well, beautiful. It made her grin slightly, wishing a place like...like this was her home! Why is it not? She turned her eyes back to Ambrosia, her head looking her golden and red shoulder as she looked back to her guide. She seemed patient, willing to teach her and answer her questions, and hopefully, they would find these dead things, and she would understand them even more.