Open The Docks The Uncouth Arrival

Helskyge takes in the words of Izakai, and after a bit, responds in turn: “let us go to immigration first, finally getting the pronunciation correct.

As he comes upon the office, he then decides to question Morgan in regards to Swiftie, speaking in his own language:“who was that fox? How do you know him?”
 
She stopped as something that he'd said to Swifttail finally registered in her mind, and something in his response. Was there some bad blood between the two that she'd missed? "Swiftie," she addressed the fox, moving closer to him and lowering her voice, "you alright? You seem a bit, well..." She shrugged. "I dunno. Is there something about this wolf I oughta know?"
Swifttail gave Morgan a small smile, though it didn’t quite reach his eyes.

“I’m fine,” he said quietly, glancing toward the towering wolf. “Just… He’s givin’ off a strange energy. Like he don’t trust me. Or don’t want to.”

His ears tilted back slightly as he shifted his basket in his arms, watching the wolf’s movements with quiet unease.
 
Morgan winced as she caught enough from both sides to confirm that there was indeed some had feeling here. What on earth could create this kind of resentment? She knew that some groups had long histories of animosity; she'd certainly lived in locales where there was some neighboring group who were readily blamed for all the world's ills. It had never made sense to Morgan, and it still didn't now.

"You know what," Morgan commented, seizing onto the lizard's idea, "immigration can wait for now. Let's go relax a bit. Sit down, enjoy good company." She attempted to switch to the wolf's language, trying to convey her intent. "No fur beast with we go place no here. No here place we sit, we no act, we happy. He," she pointed to Swifttail, "friend mine is, friend you double is."
 
Ferret’s words were rewarded by Izakis with a grateful and sincere smile. Already, in a feat of dexterity that was rare for most species, she reached her claws behind her and put them under her tail without having to bend. She swayed for a moment before producing a small coin purse. One that seemingly came from nowhere. Gesturing to the side she started padding delicately while her claws curled invitingly at the others.

“Come then beauties. I promise you won’t regret a moment…”
 
Swifttail eyed the lizard again warily.

C'mon Swift. Treat every beast how you want t'be treated...

He glanced back to Morgan and smiled.

"Aye, I can use a drink. Me shopping is basically finished anyway."
 
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