What, Fisher asks, do I need to go get the wolf?

(Is Mandla one of Kaladin's family?)

(No.)

Bheka pawwed at his snout in annoyance.

(Is Mandle Armory? I'm going to keep guessing till I get this right!)


Fisher sighs, I don't know charades. What am I doing here? If so trying to make sure your pal follows through.

(No. Be patient, you'll get clues soon.)

Bheka looked somewhat offended at that. He raised and lowered his quills and stamped a paw on the ground.

(Fine.)

Sorry I don't understand, Fisher apologises, I'm going to go get the translator. At that he flew off to go find the wolf Mele.

(Wait is Mele Mandala?)

(No. He's not a characther I've mentoined yet.)

Bheka scowled, but didn't seem to protest.

(Ugg)

(Timeskip to when Mele gets there?)

(Yeah.)

Mele shook his pelt. Alright little bird, what seems to be the trouble?

I don't understand and am trying to keep from offending him farther, Fisher squaks highly irrated to be called little, and watch who you're calling little.

Mele ingored the complaint and sat down in from of Bheka who started making brief gestures with his claws. Mele raised a brow in slight interest, then looked back at Fisher. He's upset that you doubt his 'pal's integrity. He is also asking where your captian is.