Starglow Basin Morfeo

The sour woman was to be his translator. He wondered if she might twist his words, as she seemingly would have every reason to do so if he said something that she did not like. Whether or not Soto understood Haruto's tongue, he did not seem inclined to communicate with it, though his question was clear enough. 

Remedies. He explained. He hovered his paw over the aromatic collection of herbs that he had offered to the woman called Sangre. This one is an herbal cleanse, which will rid the body of toxins, cleanse other medicines and drugs out of the system. He said. This other one is a sedative, for sleeping- without dreams. He looked to Sangre, before glancing back to Soto, wondering how much he knew of her struggle with nightmares. Haruto wasn't the kind of wolf to pull his punches. 

I brought them here for her. I met her last night; she's going through withdrawal, from a drug you have that she calls the green. I offered to bring her something to help in exchange for knowledge of the herb you have, samples of it for study. We made a deal, and I've made good on my end. He said, indicating the herbs that he'd brought. I can smell traces of the drug in your border markings- that's the only reason I stopped by here at all. He said, and licked his dry lips.