Bearclaw Valley Garderer to the rescue!

Arlette- a name that the Bearclaw family would approve of, she thought privately though an approving smile crept over her thin lips. Arric as well, she thought- envisioning for a moment their pack strengthened by the two wolves before her, if only she could pry them from Swiftcurrent Creek. 

She noticed Arric trying to restrain the smile from his lips as Arlette spoke- he glowed when he spoke praise about her, and he warmed her to see a man look at his wife the way Ancelin looked at her. Another power couple, she thought. An asset. 

”Well, yuh welcome to come with my an’ thee what you can find in the valley. I’d be keen to learn what I can from you, in exthchange fuh lettin’ you take thome plant-th back for your garden,” She said with an easy shrug of her shoulder. A bargain that would benefit them both, she thought. Knowledge in exchange for resources.