Hushed Willows who speaks latin?

She pressed a paw against his uplifted leg, forcing him to set it down. He looked at her questioningly, unfazed by her stare. She told Tambourine to go find a healer. His head cocked as he considered that. He was still a little too young and oblivious to know much about trades, though he knew what "heal" meant and that's definitely what he wanted his sore junk to do!

Thus he breathlessly wondered, "Where?"