[In all honesty, talking to a creature isn't at all bizarre. Besides, the wolf is a lot smarter than her looks let on. By which we mean Ammy passes by Yasha and moves to her side, looking up at the woman before taking a few steps forward. She's not difficult to follow, even in the darkness - that fur is like a glowing, white beacon of light. However, after a few minutes, Ammy might...forget she's actually supposed to slow down and let someone actually follow after her at a decent pace. Better keep your wits about you, so as not to lose your new, furry friend.
Once outside, the wolf blinks at the sunlight and stretches, still feeling that strange, unnerving aura persist everywhere, in fleeting spats here and there. Flashes of movement, shifts of space, eyes and shadows seemingly watching and moving... It's wrong. Something is wrong with the whole island itself, it feels like. The Storyteller did warn of this, that their absence would bring about strange happenings, but...mm.
Did it have to be now, when the newcomers arrive? It's going to be difficult to get this one the answers she needs. Especially when Ammy really, really hates talking.]
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Once outside, the wolf blinks at the sunlight and stretches, still feeling that strange, unnerving aura persist everywhere, in fleeting spats here and there. Flashes of movement, shifts of space, eyes and shadows seemingly watching and moving... It's wrong. Something is wrong with the whole island itself, it feels like. The Storyteller did warn of this, that their absence would bring about strange happenings, but...mm.
Did it have to be now, when the newcomers arrive? It's going to be difficult to get this one the answers she needs. Especially when Ammy really, really hates talking.]