A ọrọ ti �gb�gbọ (Skah)

He would regard her with a strange caution, something about her body language had him on edge and because of this he would begin to shift his weight, allowing it to transfer from paw to law as he awaited her to collect herself. It wasn't long before she would soeak what was on her mind and immediatly his skull would snap up and he would finally meet her gaze. Was she joking? Well... His brow knit together again as he tried to decipher any hidden meaning in her eyes,studying her intently as he listened to her. He had to go see if they had come yet.

Slowly his mind would work through the options. Did they have any? This could be dangerous but he had already proved himself capable of defending himself. There was no reason for him to deny her request, it was his job to follow her orders and yet. He did not feel comfortable leaving her alone. "Emi o si ṣe bi o ti fẹ Aika . Lori kan majemu . Mi arakunrin Shai yio duro pẹlu nyin, nigbati emi mi kuro." He would state. For one this was not a request, not a negotiation. His gaze was hard as he looked at her before sighing softly and allowing his haunches to fold so he would seat himself.

"Kini o fẹ mi ti Akia? Ṣe o fẹ mi lati ṣe olubasọrọ pẹlu awọn ara Ariwa? Sikaotu wa gan fun wọn lofinda? Lati kọj? awọn ilẹ Afara? Ha ti mo ba pade ọkan ohun ti emi o ṣe pẹlu wọn?" He wanted his orders to be very clear, for there not to be any room for interpretation. He would kill an northerner he saw if she asked it if him. If it would keep the goddess's lands safe he would make sure to make an example of the first to cross if need be. But despite the fact he had been raised on violence and groomed to be a protector of the oracle it did not make her always okay with his decisions. He was stealthy, he could keep himself hidden if need be but he would leave the option up to her.

"Speaking"