Alpine Lake i would swim

a wanderer with a dazzling name. kukutux listened intently to heloise until a question was put to her again. a blink of springmint eyes, a murmur of "yes. they are all kind," though the duck hoped the fierce woman would not ask her to elaborate on the goings-on within the keep. it was not something kukutux even knew how to discuss. "it is my pleasure."

"in my land, we would have called you tayanax. trader," she translated, grateful that she knew the two words for the sentiment she wished to express. "wanderers who brought back things from other lands, and sometimes stories." here she glanced curiously to heloise, wondering if the other she-wolf had any such.