[It doesn't answer, not in the way one would expect, but Ammy does nod her head at the question. She is alone, yes, and while not hurt necessarily, her senses are going absolutely mental. The fur on her back and neck seems to point up and fluff out, her skin twitching and tensing here and there. Every muscle in her body seems tense and coiled, like she's ready to just spring up and away at a second's notice, and her ears keep flicking and turning to each tiny vibration in the earth that she can feel.
All her natural instincts are telling her that something is coming, something bad, and she's battling her more intelligent, almost human side for control. It's like a constant anxiety, a feeling Ammy has never had before, and it's exhausting... She pants a little, and cranes her neck toward Five - without moving from her spot - to try and lick his hands.]
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All her natural instincts are telling her that something is coming, something bad, and she's battling her more intelligent, almost human side for control. It's like a constant anxiety, a feeling Ammy has never had before, and it's exhausting... She pants a little, and cranes her neck toward Five - without moving from her spot - to try and lick his hands.]