Yes. I Can Talk.

"Hey." Hazal's mother calls out to me while knocking on the cupboard door.

How do you expect me to respond? I'm literally in the middle of a rat. I whip the door open with my tail, hitting her leg in the process... whoops.

Contrary to my expectations, she did not howl in pain, and just continued on normally. "So what's your purpose here?"

Currently I want to eat my rat. I raise my head to look at her with a dull stare and a rats ass hanging out of my mouth.

"I guess I'll wait." She says, sitting down on the floor in front of me and stares at me.

I relax and continue eating my rat, but she just keeps staring. Why though? Stop. It's weird. Do you stare at others whilst eating to? What's that word... fetish? Could she have one of those? I don't quite understand them but I know of the discrimination... poor human. I finish off the rat's tail, thinking of meaningless things and raise my head to meet her eyes.

"So, what's your purpose here?"

I don't move and continue staring into the eyes that nearly mirror Hazal's.

"I know your different. You smell odd for a snake, you're to friendly for a even a kept snake, and most of all, you can understand us. So fess up."

Welp not going to be able to trick her now. I slither closer to her and nudge her hand to separate her fingers, and I open my mouth, laying my fangs against her skin. Against her agitation, my fangs pierce her skin slightly and drew a few drops of blood. I swallow them right before she flings me away.

"What the hell! I thought you were a good snake!"

{So biting you makes me not a good snake?}

"Ah you can talk!"

{How did you expect me to respond?}

"Pheromones probably?"

{I see that they both have dense moments}

Taking a moment, the mother asks, "Dense? What are you talking about?"

{Change subject, I must observe your race as to decide whether or not to overtake.}

"Overtake? Snakes over taking the werewolves? What did we do to you?"

{...}

"As far as I know snakes and wolves have no serious history of aggression."