Ankyra Sound to untie this knot

Sod's law said that Vlad's first recruit in weeks would only show up once he had stopped looking. Lo and behold, here she was. The salt-stained male rushed to the territory's forested border to greet whoever this was that had come a-knockin', already smiling his broad, ugly smile.

"Small gerl!" he boomed upon spotting her, crashing to a halt in front of the small, dainty little creature. "I cen reading brain of you - you hev come for make join peck. You velcome!" Well, that was easy. "Come come come," Vlad urged, indicating that she should follow him onto the beach. "You telling name and aather gud fect, but first make cetch fud," he went on, rushing through the meet-and-greet process at break-neck speed. Lunch was calling, and it would be of much higher quality if two wolves were involved in catching it instead of just one.

@Caoimhe! :D