Silvertip Mountain I really hate sharks

He twitched at the translation. He wondered how the wolf could translate it so quickly. Maybe he met another one of their wolves before, one that spoke this land's language better. "Sek.". He had no choice but to accept this wolf's translation, since it was the only one he had. If he found another one that was correct, he would replace the word.

"Hoshor Plains." The top of the mouth sound was hard to correctly reproduce at the moment for Zoratto, but he could practice couldn't he? "Sek. Sound right."