[Those pets are as welcome and appreciate as a meal would have been, and Ammy pants hard as she leans her head into them and slaps the ground with her tail. She's always so surprised anyone would think she'd go on the attack right away, but then again...these people are from other worlds, and wolves are still wild and dangerous animals. It's just something she finds so surprising, considering Nippon's views of wolves are so high, given the legend of Nagi and Shiranui.
Also, she's been likened to a dog more than a wolf so many times. Probably because of her open and friendly nature. Ah well, it's better this way - she has so many friends, and it's nice. They pet and feed her, and she can look after them so much better when she's so close.
Ammy rolls over and gets onto her feet, shaking out the grass and pollen from her fur on sheer reflex. She scratches at a few pebbles clinging to the fur on her neck and turns her head to one side. Light? Ah, it's better - definitely better - and she seems to hum thoughtfully before nodding her head that she accepts the nickname. Second...nickname, heh. Everything else he says is total gibberish, but Ammy blink slowly and shakes her head to his one question - no she can't quite talk. I-I mean, she can...but shes not entirely fond of doing so without a good reason.
She can write though, and looking down at the ground before him, Jaune will see flowers grow up from the ground in a pattern before him, making a very obvious and distinct face:
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Also, she's been likened to a dog more than a wolf so many times. Probably because of her open and friendly nature. Ah well, it's better this way - she has so many friends, and it's nice. They pet and feed her, and she can look after them so much better when she's so close.
Ammy rolls over and gets onto her feet, shaking out the grass and pollen from her fur on sheer reflex. She scratches at a few pebbles clinging to the fur on her neck and turns her head to one side. Light? Ah, it's better - definitely better - and she seems to hum thoughtfully before nodding her head that she accepts the nickname. Second...nickname, heh. Everything else he says is total gibberish, but Ammy blink slowly and shakes her head to his one question - no she can't quite talk. I-I mean, she can...but shes not entirely fond of doing so without a good reason.
She can write though, and looking down at the ground before him, Jaune will see flowers grow up from the ground in a pattern before him, making a very obvious and distinct face:
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