Broken Antler Fen pазве ты не знаешь, я тебе не годюсь?

That was interesting! She used a few initial words that Maia had no familiarity with.  Oh, uh, hello!  She tried to remember the term after the fact, but the pronunciation had escaped her.  She couldn't repeat it in her head when she tried.

No! Not at all! I mean, maybe if you crossed, yeah.  But there's no problem being here, especially if you call and all.  This is Brecheliant.  Maia indicated the forest with a proud little wave of her tail.  If the name wasn't official yet, it was at least one she'd taken to.  It reminded her of stories of magic and heroic deeds, and to her mind, it suited the place perfectly.  And yeah! We definitely have room for more.  Where do you come from?  

She had to clamp it down right there.  She wanted to ask if everyone there looked like her, or if there was a reason for her strange appearance and size, but both of those questions were rude when she actually spent a moment and paused.