Two Rivers Isle her own kimchi recipe

Apparently, he had done well. This relieved him more than pleased him. At least he had not made a fool of himself. He smiled, relaxing, not realizing how tense he had been, and rolled his shoulders. He really needed to calm down more often.

'Is there, ah... other word Ulrich wants to know?' Iseul asked.

He thought about it, but could not think of another word that was so important as wolf. Hunt, perhaps? he suggested. It was the first thing that had come to mind, and could be useful in the future, a quick command. It was something that did not really need to be elaborated on, for one could simply follow the scent trail of whatever one was hunting. Or... danger? Another good utility word. And then he realized something. Your name, Iseul... What does it mean? This had no utility, but was interesting to him all the same. Of course, his own name meant nothing in his language, or if it did, he did not know its meaning. But... perhaps her own name did mean something to her in her own language.