The wolf has cold gray eyes, reflecting Nitte's image. The wolf grins and reveals its sharp animal teeth:
"I can tell you right now, I will not pass my own spirit to anyone. At least not to a human. So, whoever this ordinary friend of yours, does not have my spirit."
"Oh! So you are the Old Gray Wolf." Nitte opens her eyes wide, surprised.
"Yes. Who else do you think can speak to you in your human language?" the Old Gray Wolf laughs.
"That's true. My apologies. You are the wise wolf who has learned the language." Nitte feels a little less threatened, seeing Old Gray Wolf is not offended and is laughing.
"Then, may I ask, if the Chibiabos has been passed to anyone?" Nitte asks?