Tuari often never cared about her inability to speak. These moments though, when her mind was whirring but trapped in the confines of her skull, unable to escape and put everything through to him. At least he tried though. She could have full conversations with Jinan, he was deaf, it didn’t matter that she was mute, he would never hear her anyway. Dexter though, would they ever be able talk? Already for one with hearing he could listen better than most, he at least tried, but she was still locked in, it would take time to be able to be able to communicate so freely with him. Jinan had a hard time talking back though. She did her best to teach him, sometime, she thought maybe she could sit down and try with Dexter some more. Right now though she was happy even with him kicking leaves in her face causing her to sneeze lightly but nothing more.

After all she was a hunter, she been hit in the face by branches, thorn bushes and whatever else in the face before now. She gave silent laugh at the prospect of just some kicked up leaves would hurt her. Her tail waving about as she brushed the leave from her face before sending a black toed paw up playfully to bat him in the face as he leaned over her looking all concerned like to prove she was fine. Still though her thoughts were heavy in her mind, racing about with her feelings and winter and everything. Surely it was that, she wasn’t just falling prey to the season change like her mother had. She had inklings well before it starting cooling, it was still fall things were still normal. Her tail flicked as she paused thinking again about everything that was going on and certainly not trying to weigh his question. After all she didn’t want to assume anything, but his question made her heart and stomach flip. Something, even with Levi she never felt before.

She gave her simple muted answer though. She wanted to know why he wanted to know, why he asked her that question and what his answer for it was too. Her gaze locked onto him, as if she was deaf herself. She focused on him so attentively as he finally spoke, saying he would like to be one, just never was close enough to anyone to think about it. She understood, she guessed there was a time maybe she thought she and Levi would someday when they were older, like she was now, but since she knew that feeling too well. She was all alone until Dexter came back. That last part though, less reliable. She wouldn’t ever let someone touch her children, she would rip anyone who came near them apart. Her ears fell back because she understood, but she would be the only one who understood, for now at least, knew what danger she could be in and she was okay with that.

Though as his eyes slowly turned to her heart felt like it stopped for a moment at his first words. Though it was a slow progression from being excited, happy that her feelings were reciprocated, that he felt the same way that she wanted to help him too, and she cared. She even leaned forward a little to nuzzle him when he said he didn’t want to hurt anyone, send any mixed signals when he brought up someone else. She recoiled ears pinning against her head, heart feeling fluttery and excited to cold pained slightly. So there was someone else, but was his feelings reciprocated like Tuari’s had been? Regardless of the recoil she slowly reached forward quickly but softly touching her nose to his own before drawing herself back again. She wanted him to know that she cared, she liked him back.

”I care about you, but I understand. I don’t know what to do either.”

She said slowly, then let her eyes drift away, ears folding back as she felt cold inside. There she went, putting herself out there again, probably to get hurt, but she definitely would if he didn’t know at all how she felt in return. She reached out to touch him again though this time she wanted to let him in too that was if he wanted if not well. That was okay, after all he said he wanted to figure things out and while she didn’t understand and it hurt she would try to not push. She didn’t know what to do either though, she cared about him just as he did and when he asked about children she thought he wanted a family, with her maybe. This other female flared jealousy in her and at the same time threw a bucket of ice cold water over her too.

She rolled over from her back back to her stomach then feeling strange, awkward. Should she leave? Or was there something else? She hoped there was more reason to stay around but at the same time she felt like she needed to think.