Gilded Bay Going down

He lifted his head when he heard a voice. His eyes met with another wolf. His headlined questionably at her words, for he did not know what she was talking about."Nu înţeleg," was his answer. He knew little words in the English language, which would make things difficult for him. Maybe there was someone who could teach him.

 He stood up, a little bit of water dripping from his pelt. He usually looked like a strong warrior, but that wasn't the case now. His fur was matted in places and he looked small. It felt like he was nothing but a skeleton now.

 Looks would have to wait though. He needed to remember the very few words Magge had taught him. "Name Durwin," he spoke with a heavy accent, "You?"