Salt?Aivar raised a brow, looking at Nate Ronan like he'd grown a second head. At least he knew what salt was, but he didn't know specifically where any salt was.
Why?Maybe this stranger was craving salt, maybe he was going to tell the bird to roll in it, who knew, really? This guy was just getting weirder and weirder.
The raven squinted, but the wolves still did not act like they wanted to eat him. Ko-Ga continued to translate.
Eagle, the raven answered Ko-Ga with a bitter hiss.
