Does this trolley go to Tahiti?

The tumbling and rumbling that only came with a large body attempting a sudden stop pulled the boy from his musings and pale blue eyes locked on the young wolf that seemed to materialise out of thin air. He fought down his anxiety as the familiar scent of Armada came to him, Don't panic, everything is fine, they probably maybe won't skin you on sight... right? As long as he didn't fuck with the kid, everything would be fine.

He looked to where the girl was gesturing, and then back to her with a tight smile. Her interest in plants took a little of the edge off but he was still expecting an army to materialise at any moment and try to take his ears. “Oh, the watercress?” He trotted closer to the pool, gesturing with his head that the younger wolf should come and check it out. “You'd have t' be careful if the water wasn't flowing so strongly, there's another plant that looks very similar that grows in still water that is poisonous, called water hemlock.” He reached out to break off a stem, giving it an experimental chew and screwing up his face when the distinctive peppery flavour set the tip of his tongue on fire. “It's very good for you, but it tastes a bit strange, here...” he broke off a small piece for her to try for herself, waiting to hear the verdict. “Are you interested in plants?”

“Speech”