She listens, shaken and shaking, to the flurry of check-ups from a quick place she takes immediately beside her companion and sniffs his back leg a hair’s breadth from the bloody mess the cat had left in its wake. She thinks of how her heart spiked the moment the cat leapt over her and shudders, turning her head as she snorts the copper scent from her nose and caught the exchange of the saviors.

She cannot understand them in word, but the clear expressions on their faces lent her to believe the male was not entirely overjoyed that she had come to help-- and yet was still glad for her wellbeing. It seemed a rather complex relationship and Koi was momentarily distracted enough to be intrigued about them and what their bond might be when shared between to more close wolves to her heart than their saviors. When the two turn to then talk at them, she blinks with wide eyes at the speedy communication, looking unnerved until Senketsu reassures her in her own tongue.

She looks back with eyes changed from confusion to utter joy and relief, leaping forward to lap a tongue across the strangers muzzle and leverage her little form beneath Senketsu’s larger one and help him to his feet. A home. At last, a home.