Meli nods at his answer as she gives a quiet “Ohhh,” at his answer. She remains quiet as he speaks with Chief Garou. As the conversation continues, Cadmus might notice her try to make herself seem smaller than she actually is. 

Chief Garou, meanwhile, listens attentively to Cadmus as he speaks. He does raise a silent eyebrow at the mention of the Windpikes. The eyebrow lowers once Cadmus explained who they were succinctly. Once Cadmus finished speaking and was waiting for a response, Chief Garou speaks up, “I see. Thank you for bringing this to my attention, Lad. That orchard was the only reason those Ophidian Dogs left our home alone. Now that we know it has fallen, we’ll begin taking precautions,”

He then puts two fingers to his mouth and gives a shrill whistle. A guard comes in and asks, “Yes Sir?!” 

Chief Garou directs the hide and leather clad guard, “Bolin! I’ll need you and the rest of the Greenleaves to increase your patrols. If any of the Ophidian Dogs come here, you are to act accordingly,”

The guard nods before he asks in tense realization, “But Chief! What about the werewolf?! If we go on patrol during the full moon—“

“Don’t worry about the werewolf, Bolin! As long as you have silver or lavender on you, you and the rest of the Greenleaves will be safe!” Chief Garou immediately answers, as though he had this conversation before. 

“Un-Understood, Chief!” Bolin answers hesitantly before he takes his leave. Now that Cadmus has a moment, he does recall that all of the buildings in this hamlet had their windows and doorways laced with fresh, fragrant lavender.

The Chief turns his attention back to Cadmus and he addresses him, while leaning forward again, almost looming over him, “Now then, while I will need to know this emblem of the Windpikes, I get the sense that you aren’t here just to warn us. There’s something you want in return?”