The female started looking down at herself and Eztli didn't know what to think of it. What was she doing? Then it hit him. What if she was looking anywhere but at him? What if she couldn't stand to look at him cause she knew somehow that he was a freak of nature and couldn't speak? Well, screw her then! Anger coursed through his veins and he lifted his lip in a silent snarl. But after a minute, she straightened up as if everything was okay. Was she just putting on an act now? Trying to seem like she didn't care? His ears flicked back in uncertainty but he kept the glare strongly in place. There was a silent staring contest for what seemed like the longest time. Why did she stare? Why wasn't she talking? He couldn't dare to hope that she couldn't speak either. That would be too good to be true by far.

He tried mouthing to her but he could tell instantly by the look of intense concentration on her face followed by the sigh that she couldn't understand him very well. He was used to those looks from other wolves. He'd been taking lessons from Tuari and he thought he was coming along nicely but he guessed he just had to work on it more. Or this girl just couldn't read lips very well. Maybe he would just go with that. She finally spoke then, saying he was like sister. He tilted his head, raising a brow in question. "Who's sister?" He mouthed back. But then she explained, talking about someone named Aurora and saying that she bit too. He couldn't help but chuckle silently, his tail flicking when she said that her sister bit her too. Amusement burst to life in his eyes. So there was someone else like him and Tuari.

He tilted his head as if considering for a minute before he grinned. "I just might." He mouthed before snapping his jaws teasingly at the air. She stepped back and his ears pricked. Was she afraid of him? This was a new reaction for him. Mostly he was used to other wolves getting angry at his bad moods or trying to scold him for being mean. Even his own sister would just deliver her own bites as she could before running out of reach but he never felt fear from her, only frustration and annoyance. This wolf was younger and small and apparently she was scared of the idea of him biting her. He wasn't quite sure how to feel about that. His face softened for a minute as he watched her. A part of him didn't want her to run away. He wasn't even sure he wanted her to be scared of him. But what did he want?

Then she pointed out that she didn't understand him and biting is mean. He snorted in response and scowled. "Maybe I'm mean." He mouthed back, his brow rising again in curiosity. Then she said that he could repeat it and she would try again. He stared for a minute. She wanted to try to understand him? That was new too. Most wolves just got frustrated with him cause they couldn't understand him and they would just wander away or something like he didn't exist cause he couldn't talk. But she wanted to keep trying? His ears flicked back and forth uncertainly before he sighed in defeat. This time he tried to mouth the words slower, taking his time and watching her facial expression in case he needed to repeat anything or go even slower. "Taking...over...the...food...chain."