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She shakes her head.  No, it's fine.  What was it that you said?  She tried to repeat what Shivali had said, slow and halting.  Hello?  She'd heard many languages in her time but she had traveled south instead of north, and she had never head of this language before meeting the wolves of IkKannattuk.  I am Mirabelle.  She would allow Shivali to come closer if she want, tail swaying gently behind her as she tried her best to give off a welcoming demeanor.