Hurray for people! 
Btw, Ralla would've taught Ayasha some AniWayan, too, by this point, so she should understand some of it XD And lucky Claudius; he escapes the Guardian's nose! :O
The first to approach was the man that had spoken up the other day at the meeting--well, that was ambiguous since many had spoken--but Wematin remembered him well enough. A man with the same white eyes as the brown wolf he had stared down and put in his place, although this man appeared more in tune with their customs; he even greeted the Guardian in AniWayan, and so Wematin assumed he knew more. He was far too forthright, however; he came to the Guardian without an ounce of submissiveness or respect. Wematin was of the Skilled rank, and he could easily smell the difference in dominance between the two of them; it was instinctive as it was to breathe. It seemed as if many of the pack were far too lax with their traditions and social order, but he was sure his master would right that quickly enough. But as he had stated before: It was only his concern to maintain the orders his master issued, nothing more. To begin with, he raised himself higher with a stance of superior rank to the Beginner wolf and looked straight at him, although he was expecting the other to advert his eyes. Discipline was all that was needed.
"Osiyo," Wematin returned gruffly before studying the paint on the other's horse. Surprisingly this man knew of the tradition to paint war-horses, and the man was an outsider. This, at the very least, boded well. Another, a smaller female, came forward next to the white-eyed man, and although she seemed complacent, Wematin could tell that her submissive respect was sorely lacking. In the Great Tribe such interactions might've been seen as normal between friends or family, but he was neither to these two, and furthermore--even before being of a different rank--being a Galonv Adagatiya was a special role and title that was to be respected, even sometimes on even grounds with Masters, since they equally answered only to the Kalona. To her, he spent a special glare. "Aquadu'li Ayastigis ale Tsula Agatenos. Nigada yeliquoiyadvnedi Itses ase alasgvda igvyiditlvanigisdi nasgi."
Guardian walks. "Guardian talks." Guardian thinks.
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