Duskfire Glacier oops!!!

"A howl boy?" Haunt repeated, making no effort to mask her incredulity. Catching herself, she smoothed the dubious look off her face in time to answer his question. "Well, she's busy ruling a kingdom. I'm her heir. And her advisor," Haunt added, thinking on her feet. "My father, he abandoned us. So I also know what not to look for and if they don't pass my judgment, then we don't have to waste her time."

A lot of that sounded plausible, especially with the half-truths sprinkled in there for extra flavor, but Haunt was pretty sure she was going to lose track of the thread pretty soon. Rather than ask her acquaintance about this big, strong wolf, she genuinely wanted to know, "What the heck is a howl boy though?"