
You wonder how many more floors there are in the palace as Vorend keeps you following behind her. "This room is for three of our finest winged mutts. The only non-winged one in here is a mate, you see?"
"Oh, that first one is Keniana, a bit of a pain someitmes to handle." She pauses and looks over to a brown mutt with purple markings. "Aww, and there is her mate, Joona, he's a real sweetie when he wants to be."
You notice these two also ignore you. "Are they being trained like the Border Collies?" you ask.
She shakes her head. "Most of the mutts are here for their own protection and to find people and such to be with, not all of them are trained. These four are simply ... well, I suppose some would refer to them as "pets"... but they're more than that..."
"Ah, there are the other two! That's Hana there with the two tails, and Kanaka is the black one."
Both of them look at you, wag their tails, and proceed to talk to their roomates, not really looking over at you anymore.
Vorend sighs. "They're not terribly fond of wanderors, to be honest. I suppose they're still a bit shaken at how Fri-on attacked the Saviory, then he tried to change the Wood...even though he's not a wanderor, he disguised himself as one when he tried to destroy the Saviory..."