Considering the she-wolf thought she was lying, it raised many questions. In truth, she was giving her best answer, so it wasn't a complete lie. How could she say no without knowing both answers to the question. She'd simply gone with the answer she knew best. Thinking over what she could say, Amber considered her words carefully.

"I can only answer for what I know. So, I still say yes" she explained calmly to the other wolf. It appeared that answer would have to do. Amber didn't know what else the she-wolf desired to hear. That she was a lair? A sad lonely wolf? That was never happening, ever.
Looking around, the dank cave, not even made of actual wood, wasn't very interesting to be within anymore. She would much rather be traveling once more, but the black wolf had chosen to show that this talk wasn't over. Amber felt if this creature imprisoned her much longer, she be forced to barrel for the exit in hopes of escaping the talk. She wasn't good at talking.

Shifting her pelt, the uncomfortable appeared of Amber might be apparent. Unless the she-wolf was blind or simply did not care about how she felt. Right now, she wanted to be running. Far away.