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The other elaborated, and Sangilak listened with interest. The assurance and the weight of it is not lost on her, and Sangilak is appreciative of the words, though for her they lacked sentimental value. The wolf before her eyes was one she had seen from time to time, and though Sangilak knew little of her culture what had been deduced was that these wolves were warriors themselves. That had been enough to cause her thoughts on them to never err on the negative side; they kept their distance, as she and hers kept their own in turn. It had not been Seageda who had fought their arriving and sought to displace them. Those wolves were no more.

And then came the offer. Sangilak did not miss a beat before responding, speaking in her own tongue, the response succinct and complemented with a nod, Î, she responded, and then turned back and chuffed to @Tatkret. A place to rest and a place to eat meant much to Sangilak; she looks again to Thuringwethil and speaks deeply again in her accented voice, We will provide. They would not inhabit space and loiter within it; they would contribute, and fight alongside the raven wolf as need be.