Big Salmon Lake It's funnier in Enochian.

He made quick note of the name. Reddock Caldrah. Though he hadn't realised yet she was deaf, he had noticed the unusual pronounciations of her words. It was likely then that 'Reddock Caldrah' was something else. But without context, he could not guess. He did not try to confirm what he had heard with her. It didn't matter much, and if he met another wolf from Reddock he could course correct then.

She seemed put off by his lack of pack. Not in the offended sense, but disarmed. Being a man who carried himself with a casual indifference, Étoille could never figure out other's passions for these sorts of things. "My previous pack disbanded," he explained, tone matching her bluntness, "so I left. I am Étoille." He exaggerated the pronounciation of his name just slightly for her: eh--twal. "And yours?"