Gray stared at the strange wolf. "Stay back," he warned. He didn't know if he could trust this dog. It didn't occur to him that it might be Andorra.
Andorra tilted her head and realized that Gray had no idea who she was. She stopped smiling, "teeth to another dog, bad idea." She scolded herself. She knew him by his scent because of her dragon sense, he had been human. So she tried something new, she assumed a play bow and wagged her tail vigorously. She then said, "It's me, Andorra! What happened to us?" She had understood his words, maybe he would understand hers?