Hoshor Plains Hunting Horns

I'm guessing Rakharo is speaking English here. Please ping me if not, and I'll edit!

As time wore on, Tomahawk learned more of her master's culture. They had a deep, intimate relationship with the prey that they hunted, and the bison held some symbolic value to the Dotharan. She did not know if she was supposed to feel this as well, though perhaps it took eating the flesh of one to truly understand their relationship with the wolves. Tomahawk was still uncertain, and she feared her inability to hunt well would hinder her masters. But she did not refuse.

Instead, the girl crouched at the Khal's side, yellow eyes driven down by her status in the pack. The Khal's words were spoken in the common tongue, and she repeated them in Dotharan for those who lacked bilingual abilities. "The Khal wishes to hunt today," she spoke, just loud enough so that the small, gathered crowd could hear her.