Bearclaw Valley noro lim, asfaloth

Triva was a strange name for a wolf, Blondine thought, but it certainly wasn't the strangest. She took a step back with a soft, Oh!, as he postured himself, but the two of them relaxed in sync. You want work? she asked him, making sure she'd understood correctly. It seemed that Ms. Abernathy had met her match!; she had just as much trouble understanding Triva as a lot of folks did understanding her. 

Alright, well, I can't make that decision. She gave a sheepish smile and turned her head upward to call for @Xan, then turned her attention back to Triva. I'm Blondine, Blondine Abernathy, one of the healers here. What do you do?