Luneshale Pass [mp2] suds

Dwin took a liking to the coyote lady, who spoke in an adorable and sometimes unintelligible

 accent, which made her furrow her brow and concentrate hard to understand everything she was telling her. Kingdom seemed like an odd way to call a pack, but it was probably no less weird than an enchanted forest. The word of palace, however, piqued Dwin's interest. Not surprising for a plebeian, who for the most of her time slept on the ground and considered a den that did not flood or collapse on top of you, a luxury. She was tempted to ask, what the ordinary den did not have that the palace did, but she kept it back. Acknowledging your ignorance was the first step towards wisdom. BUT Dwin had pride and did not want to make her - let's put it very simple understanding of life necessities - known to the other party. 

She chuckled, when Tuna spared her all the proper introductory "junk", and then replied to her question: "I think that we live one meadow over from your kingdom. It is a place with a huge lake and a mountain in the middle," she told. "I have not had the pleasure of making any acquaintances in Akashingo up until now, but I am fairly certain that my sister Frolic has been to visit your young on more than one occasion."