Frostfire Ridge she speaks a language

The small male hits the ground hard and begins fumbling over his words. Gavriel's eyes harden as he waits, listening for an answer that will give him reason to end his life. His throat would be easy to get to even though he's scrunched up beneath his powerful frame. He's done nothing to retaliate yet and perhaps the smart move while two larger warriors hover above. When he finishes, he's given no more information than when he started. 

"Why are you out here?" he growls down the pitiful creature. "Does Sleeping Dragon, Drageda, mean anything to you?" The grotto wolf's confusion presents with Gavriel that he might not know and his life could be far more useful. He'd seen first hand Reek's lack of communication with others, wolves important, that this useless wolf might have fallen victim to his leader's carelessness.