The young woman was definitely still interested in the game, judging by her playful growl she emitted from within her chest. An ear flicked in curious wonder, understanding now that she was capable of some vocalizations. Maybe it would take some time for her to come out of her shell more. Maybe he had to earn the right to hear her speak. It was only his guess of course, for maybe her voice was limited. Regardless, he wasn't about to leave her simply because she didn't speak to him verbally.

He was enjoying his time with the new woman, a new friend as she was turning out to be. Gekirin kept on running in a playful gait, snow flying as it left from under his paws. Black fur rolled in the breeze as he pushed through the tress, his dark form sticking out like a sore thumb. Yellow eyes seemed more bright this day, more full of life. Yes, this was a nice change from the old. Gekirin looked back over his shoulder, wondering if she had caught up to him. Maybe Izumi knew more of this woman. Perhaps in time, he would find her and ask. But first, he would give her time to reveal more of herself on her own terms.