Olivia turned to them and encouraged them to come forward, telling them the wolf won't bite. They took courage and began to walk towards where the lady and Olivia stood. They halted few meters behind Olivia when they reached.
"Hammans." The lady scowled in disgust.
Alban walked close to Olivia "What the fuck is she saying?" He spoke into her ear.
"I guess she meant humans," she spoke back. "She has speech problems, maybe."
Alban looked up at her. "Sorry Miss, but I don't seem to get you...you are human, uhm, hamman too. Why acting so surprised to see us?"
"Some lessons I must teach you all, but at first you need to feed on something. You look hungry," she said. "Come with me."
"We are hungry really miss, but we just can't follow you without first knowing you. We might end up being roasted on spits, for your pet here to feed on." Alban gestured to the wolf's face and it gnarred. "Oopsie!" He shuddered.
