Quick, soft steps made silent trail the shadow which was his large, elder half-sister. Head low as the hunter prowled forward. These lands were magical ones, he was slowly becoming aware, yet the magics seemed dark and foreboding. Twisted with trickery. Such delights which caused a smirk from the Nightshadow wolf.
Ice Raven is mighty clever.As the pair drew nearer, he studied the herds movements. What would happen if they hunted them? Would the deer end up hunting them? Would they disappeared into the fog of cloud if touched? Yaalk'ali was curious what scheme was manifesting here.

"speaking common" - "speaking lanzadoii"