Naaralish's eyes grew sad, and she frowned shaking her head. "We have done nothing to any town near here. I have never been to a town in my life, and I know for certain none of the other Wolfiei here would ever cause any innocent harm. What, exactly, did your employer tell you about us and what we did?"
Despite the situation, Naarilash was pretty proud of herself. The Wolfiei had taught her how to speak Common and the Wolfiei language, like a mother would to a child, but the Wolfiei usually spoke plainly, not using large words or fancy sentences. Naarilash had read so much, though, that she had learned many more words than any of the other Wolfiei. She was impressed on how she was communicating with this man, Khasm, for when she usually spoke it was in the language of the Wolfiei, not Common.