Rayan: kneeling slightly, smirking "Well, hello, little one. I'm Alpha Rayan of the Mercurio Pack… and this grumpy fellow here is my Beta."
Harth: frowning "Alpha, you really shouldn't introduce me like that."
Rayan: mock-serious "Oh, I'm sorry… did the Beta just talk back? Language, Beta Harth. Anyway—" turning to Shelly "—what's your name, little missy?"
Shelly: straightening her back "Shelly, Your Highness. I come from a faraway human village."
Harth: snorting "Yeah, we figured. But news flash, kid — no human has set foot here in over thirty years. And now you pop out of nowhere? Are you crazy, or just clueless? You do realize hanging around too long could get you killed, right?"
Rayan: coldly "Beta, do not frighten our little human princess."
Harth: "I'm just saying — she doesn't know a thing about our… dancing blood-bath rituals. One wrong step, and—"
Rayan: cutting him off "No one is going to harm her. She's coming with us to the pack."
Harth: skeptical "Sir, with all due respect, Luna Amelia is not going to approve of your… heroic rescue."
Rayan: grinning, voice low "And who told you that, my dear Beta? My lovely wife will be thrilled when she sees… this little treasure.