Silver Creek the ants go marching one by one

Donnelaith.  Why did that word sound so familar?  She squited, thinking for a brief moment.  Renior!  That was who had spoken of it.  Her heart suddenly began to race with excitement.  Did that mean that this wolf knew French too, since he claimed to be from there?  First she would make sure to answer his question about where she was from though.

"I'm from a place up north called Canada."  She replied.  Then proceeded to ask about Donnelaith.  "I've heard of Donnelaith from a..." Spring paused for a few moments what would she called Renior?  "Friend," she decided, then contiuned on to test this wolf to see if he really did speak the truth, that he had been raised in Donnelaith, unless Renior had simply been lying.  She just decided not to think of that possiblity.  She entertained the thought to think that she could possibly have someone to finally speak her favorite language to.  "J'ai entendu Donnelaith parle Français, correct?