The wolf's head tilted slightly to one side in a vain attempt to better 'hear' the phantom 'sound' of a voice in his head. Though the merwoman had spoken to him plenty in this manner, it was different hearing a man's voice instead of hers. But it gave him names. "Seth." "Dacj." The second was slightly more familiar to the tongue he knew, and he blinked. Was she from Phanes? The merwoman had said they didn't know much of the language, but they knew something of the culture, but he'd been too shy to ask why or how, though if they were all friends... [Hello,] he thought back, the way the merwoman had taught him to in order to 'speak' with her. [It's okay. I wanted to go someplace new.] A bit cautious, he inched forward slowly, one paw following the other as he edged towards these people who had offered to take him in. He wasn't really sure what the woman--Dacj--was trying to do with that hand of hers... Maybe she thought it would be like a handshake, to let him sniff? Then it would be polite to do so, he was sure...
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Closer...closer...her tentacle tips twisted in a tiny circle in anticipation, as the wolf pup 'took the bait', scenting her hand and getting just barely within reach. She didn't want to frighten him with a sudden touch, but at the same time, seeing the fur so closely... Better to beg forgiveness than ask permission, right? She touched the tip of his ear, stroking it softly, and the pup froze beneath her hand. Her own breath stilled - crap, did she scare him?
A tense moment passed, before Tobin lifted his head just enough to put the ear properly back in petting reach, and she breathed a sigh of relief, reaching to scritch him under the ear very gently. [Tell him thank you for me, Seth,] she mentally murmured, sounding rather enraptured.