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Tenzin kept his back to the alpha and her companion but kept an ear turned to listen as they spoke. When Hawkeye drew out the Dragon's name, the monk gasped and turned quickly to make she had survived that bit of play. Raheerah hadn't moved, so Tenzin lowered his head a bit and sighed with relief. That was close. They need a place to stay and the Dragon's newly found patience was certainly welcome. When she began to explain that Dawa would receive no pity or special treatment, Tenzin let his ears lay back as he worked up a way to excuse her from anything that would bother her. Though she couldn't see, the girl suffered more serious issues than being blind.

The white wolf spoke up about what they could use within the pack. Each position detailed that of they would have done in Jokhang which put Tenzin on edge. Did this wolf know them? His eyes narrowed. The monk did not have the ability to judge others, but should he have had a choice in profession, he'd likely not trust the white wolf. Tenzin simply smiled at the fact that there was a position for each of them. The Dragon began to talk first, as was expected, and explained that he'd not only be able to hunt for the pack, but also kill for it. When he stopped talking, the monk waited a moment before taking the Dragon's silence as a cue for him to speak.

"Ah, yes. He is good killer of all things," Tenzin said wisely, nodding his head as he spoke. "As monk, I can help with relationships. Much good advice you could learn from monk, many proverb to be told," he said, accent not as strong now that he was focusing on speaking. "Monks hunt too, can also help with hunting. 'Br-uhh, Raheerah better suited to fight and kill enemy, might rip flesh of food too much. Could scare food into ambush, though?" While trying to find a proper place for 'Brug, he nearly slipped the nickname out but instead used the beast's actual name for once. He couldn't exactly call him derogatory names in front of others that wouldn't know of them.

He didn't move from Dawa's side and was still seated facing her. He pursed his lips for a moment and nodded, as if finishing a conversation in his head. "Dawa blind, yes. Obvious. Dawa is cleric, heal good. Good with plants. Knows lots of them by smell and texture, but also is apprentice. I help her. We learn together, though she know more than me. I heal mind, she heal body." Nodding again, the monk tapped his toes trying to think of other things to say so Dawa wouldn't have to speak or be questioned. How much should he actually say? "Dawa special. Has ailments. Not for fighting," he added on. "Warning: not to be touched." Whether Hawkeye and her companion took the warning seriously or not, the Dragon surely would kill any wolf who touched her and caused her pain. Tenzin still didn't know why that happened. It hurt him to be so helpless. If he couldn't cure her condition, he and the Dragon would certainly find her a paradise to live in.