This is good.Sharp words give back, a click of his tongue at the roof of his mouth as he swept over the young wolf's physique and then to the treeline, the caribou moving in the shadows.
Always.A grin, a sideways glance to the boy.
We march with them. Raise pups along calves. Many women come from other bands. Seek husbands.A wink tossed. The start of the Long March meant for much opportunity.
You become Lanzadoii, you choose wife?

"speaking common" - "speaking lanzadoii"



