Swiftcurrent Creek When the wind blows

"Ddraig," Bazi repeated slowly, molesting consonants left right and center. "I like that. Sounds feisty.. like it should be a monster in a children's tale." That's right - insult their name; that's a good way to get to know someone. Bazi tossed her head, covering the next four or five paces with a distinct skip in her step. This felt more like what an Alpha was supposed to do in the early stages of a straggler pack - forge bonds.

Cadfael went on the share further words in his native tongue, to Bazi's bafflement. "What does that mean?" she queried, suddenly envious of the vast and varied abilities of the wolves in her pack. Bones was a pirate, Cadfael was a foreign, Scimitar was handsome.. and then there was Bazi, who wasn't so cool with the gays.