Wheeling Gull Isle Do you know just how much you're worth?

Though Natshana certainly noticed her accent, it did faze her.  Common wasn't her first language, either, and she spoke with an odd inflection whenever she used the common tongue, too.  To her, it was just a sign of intelligence.  The ability to learn more than one language was a skill that not every wolf could boast.  The stranger's response to her question initially perplexed her.  Did one need to look at the stars to swim across to the island?  Was that what Natshana was doing wrong?  It was possible, as she had zero experience.

"You dance?" she smiled at this, visibly delighted at the possibility. "That sounds lovely.  What or who do you dance for?" An odd question to ask, maybe, but artists perfected their craft for many reasons. "My name is Natshana, by the way.  I am new to Yuèlóng."