Porcupine Ridge Roman Calvary Choirs are Singin'

Meylodi listened with interest. She had always learned to fear humans and either stay away from them or take them down if they started taking too much territory. They be excellent den-buil'ers, ain't they?

As to her other question, the large shadow of a wolf stood and nodded her head. 

Aye. If ya want ta - just over the way, Kaychai, she growled softly under her breath, at her own tongue. That was definitely not the she-dog's name. She wasn't native to these lands, and her tongue habitually did not let her pronounce names correctly. Hopefully, over time, her accent would begin to accommodate the names of her pack. 'specially me grá - me love. 'Magine me but blacker and a bit biggar.