Sheepeater Cliff hate or glory

Unaware that he had caused confusion on the word for ruler in Doth — gods forbid she ever used the word Khal and Rhanno in the same sentence in front of another Dotharan wolf — the man stared back as she bore into him with eyes that nearly matched her dark fur. He shifted under her gaze, not uncomfortable, but clearly wondering what her intentions were. The language barrier proved to be a difficult thing, not to mention the relative silence between the two. She was either simply one not for talking or was as thick as Zoratto.

"Am looking for son," he mentioned casually as she searched around him. "Small wolf." At this, Rhanno smirked and held up a paw to indicate the boy's height — a height Zoratto most definitely stood above.