Herbalists' Cache I can't stop for long to study you

"oh you know." diesel said after taking in the other's scent, confirming that yes, pretty girl had been mingling with more wolves. "heen there, heen o'er there." she looked and gestured with her shoulders in various, opposing directions. a slight exaggeration.

"hat you, your hack..." the mastiff sat her muscly haunches down for a chat. "they, they heen good to you?" she shrugged her shoulders in the direction of the big guy's pack, making an incorrect assumption. "they treat'cha hell? 'ell?"