Moonsong Glacier I guess I'm doing karaoke on the 29th :/

He was a good student. The panther watched his teacher carefully, repeating each gesture as she made them while voicing the assumed translation. He was surprised when she had one for his own name, but that fell quickly to the wayside so that he could commit teller of tales to memory. The motion resonated with him; he wondered if this language could be incorporated into song and dance.

He practiced a little more while she ate, and at the next break in her meal, he had more questions ready.

"What is your name?" he asked her. He would be glad to have a unique identifier for her, even if it had no sound. As much as he enjoyed bestowing names upon his friends, he still wanted to respect the name they felt most belonged to them. "Cloudwoman called you Silenthunter," he added, wondering if this has yet been said to her face.