Luneshale Pass I don't know where to put my hands

English. He responds after a moment. The way he mixes the two languages together so eagerly, Kemal suspects that the boy must have begun learning one recently - Spanish likely, from the way he is accented Borders need to be marked. If you want to talk, keep up. His words are blunt and honest, the giant resuming his previous pace along the territory edge.

He had never quite known how to interact with younger wolves - he had always been a bit stiff and awkward, but at least he could warn an adult with a nip or growl if they pushed too hard. Doing the same to a child would feel cruel; they didn't know any better.