I promise I can be nice

Zhavvi watched the male repeat her words and she slowly squinted her eyes. "Shmett?," she repeated questioningly. "Zhavvi Hapi Shmett Chaska," she then repeated what the male just said. He could have learned her anything really. She trusted him that he would learn her the right words. Oh well. She raised her chin a bit, feeling gleeful that she had learned so many new things.

"Zhavvi go!," she then spoke and nodded goodbye to him. She couldn't stay around for chitchat all day. She would have to find herbs that were poisonous and then study them for her next trade. She liked poisons a lot because they could make a wolf feel awful and maybe even kill. Oh yes.