Swiftcurrent Creek When the wind blows

Cadfael was not a joking man, clearly. Oh, lovely, Bazi thought, but she was in too good a mood. "Yes, of course," she responded lightly, falling into step beside her subordinate. He was larger, with impossibly dark fur and sad, haunting eyes. Full of back-story, no doubt, and this time, Bazi would make an effort to get to know the wolf.

"I am Bazi, yes. and you're Cadfael.. with an accent. Where is it from? There's another wolf here with a heavy accent - Kieran - who is almost impossible to understand. Yours is.. softer."