Io's ears and eyes twitched at the other male's words. Understanding most of them, but stumbling over the slang words mentally, after all English wasn't her first language. Nevertheless, she nodded confidently, practically unable to show any un sureness. Heads up... Her mind motored silently across the saying and then she spoke, now confident of it's meaning after searching her mind. 'It is no problem. Physical confrontation would not be at risk here however, we wish to keep our borders safe'. Her words were neutral, more welcoming than before but only slightly friendly.
She listened intently to the male speak of the creatures. Just the sheer exoticness was reason enough for her to say yes. But, moving forward, silver eyes pointed at the small creature almost hypnotically, Io questioned, 'Does it do anything?' Red ears lifted in order to hear a response while she looked at the small, otter looking creature. They flickered between the pup and it's parent. She couldn't say she'd ever heard of a tiger quoll, Australia was a long, very long, way away from eastern Europe.
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