Sinoraa stared the naga down until he disappeared into the night. She hissed softly, uncoiling her tail from the wolf. While she was not fluid in wolf speak, his basic hint came across to her. "We should return to your pack." She said in common, and then repeating it, in snake tongue, unsure if he understood either of them. She didn't care about the naga who'd just passed, she was far to busy, imaging all the possibilities allying with a wolf pack could bring...  And eating them, was a obvious possibility.