Snowforest Taiga you dangle on the leash of your own longing

After determining they could not understand each other, she develops a while new desire to learn. She’d only been exposed to the two languages—something she often mixes up without thinking about it—but a whole new one now presents itself. Maybe he could teach her? Unaware that language-learning is a long process, she’s certain she can pick it up if she just knows a few words! 

”Where is that?” she questions softly. ”I don’t know what it’s called but the big snow wolves talk it so, I don’t know. Snow Language?” Currituck shrugs a bit. She’s never really had to refer to the differences. ”Can you teach me your words?”