Herbalists' Cache bloodkin

he sees coming a dark shadow. dark fang's head lowers, a lowly chuff ringing off his teeth and black lips. that curl into a smile, one lacking malcontent. it was not trademark of him, but reserved for family!
you lanzadoii. dark fang says. voice a steady thrum, not seeking to boom nor seeking to cower. his tongue laps once more at his nose. me lanzadoii. he says.
he raises his paw to his chest. two thumps, strong, loud.
i am son of tsaani. he holds strong sun eater's gaze. i am daa’ka—dark fang.