Lyka POV
I gulped down the glass of water I was holding and slumped down on one of the sofa's in the living room.
The lesson with my sign language teacher was informative and I was so happy learning it that I decided to practice more even after the lesson has ended.
With my memory, I can learn even more before she comes and I'll be done learning sign language in no time. The thought of it all truly makes me happy.
Just as I was about to relax, I heard footsteps coming into the room and coming closer to me. I sat up to see who it was and it was a young shewolf, around my age or younger.
“Greetings, Your highness,” she bowed in respect.
I was silent and waited for her to continue, she wasn't from my quarters and I know this because by now I've seen everyone in this side of the pal
