Northstar Vale Where to Start

corra, corra — she spoke and teya listened. but she did not understand save for a word here and there. it was no matter of mistranslation; she had known the common tongue since the beginning. and yet the shape of words had evaded teya all her life, their meaning; she could not fit two-and-two, and so was oft trapped inside her own senses, and frustrated besides.
mute for the moment, the girl cocked her head, then set about for a scent, picking up the light trail left by pheasant feathers. bird. now, wasn't that what corra had said? another wave of her shy plume, inviting the pretty empire wolfess closer to observe what she had found.