Stone Circle father chose me

Inkeri heeded the leaders call in moments and shifted as she neared. Her body large, but wanting to press it down into the dirt. She however didn't. She moved forward in her paper and ink pelage and offered a timid smile.

Her language flowed from her like a riversong. So long since she had spoken it she missed it.

Hallo. Dette er Kvarsheim. Hvordan kan vi hjelpe deg?

Then she waited with a gentle flick of her tail, being sure to translate for Gunnar as she spoke.

Gunnar can be skipped for now if it's easier for Valtivi to speak in norwegian to Ink