The glare of her eyes only let his ears touched in black pull back for a moment, perhaps reconsidering his whole decision here. He got a look at her face, and it was certainly not something he had ever seen before. He lay on his belly now, red eyes with flecks of green watching her carefully as her voice calls out to him in a manner that did cause his ears to pull back even further at first.

He did not fully understand what she says. He pulls his ears back forward as he tilts his head. The expression upon his white and black face is that of confusion and his mind trying to put together her words. It did cause his tail to wag and a bit of a pupish smile to grab at his lips. Sister used to use words, and he would use them with her and only her...and well brother as well. They used their own words together. Yet, this stranger was using words he did not know yet. He did however, understand her last sentence, with his eyes widening slightly.

"Tobias, is Father, will eat, weak, no I," he says with a bit of stumbling with his words, his tongue lashing out of his mouth awkwardly as he tries to remember using it once more. Without sister, he had not had much interaction with talking, especially the past few weeks of spending much time with his silent mother. His words were simple though, and likely able to get his point across- that he knew full well that Tobias would eat him if he were weak.

His attention remains impressively stuck on the odd-faced female. His flame-licked eyes showed his eagerness to learn and absorb her words. He was careful to watch every reaction and movement. His ears would greedily stay forward to take in each and every word, even if he did not get everything. He did find quite the interest in her face, but he did not have the words to express his interest in such features, at least none that came to mind right now. Thus, he focused on the words she said, and trying to convey the messages in his mind.

"Lesson, ssss...ssstalking, ssssstalking lesssssssson," he repeated, in a similar fashion to how his brother would say it, his young face looking around to see if his shadow was here, only to frown when he realized he was not. He would not let it get to him though. He was used to having his shadow brother around, but he could be independent too! When the female was on her feet, he did the same, trotting towards her with tongue out and tail wagging. He trotted up to her, his lack paws pushing his puppy form upwards in an attempt to lick to her muzzle before placing himself by her side, instinctively waiting for the adult to lead him in this new lesson called stalking. His eyes would fixate on her as he stands side to side, looking up at her face and awaiting her instruction. There was a definitive determination in the boy, and the desire to gain knowledge and useful skills.