Northstar Vale Where to Start

mistaken. wrong. teya shifted, wilted. but there was a name given. corra. like her own, it bore two syllables and an open-ended sense that buoyed her spirits somewhat. "teya ishtar," she answered, promptly, obediently. her hauntwater eyes traveled as far as she dared to those of the other, and then darted away again, gaze clambering the length of a pine as if it were a bird.
"you are home?" words, unable to fold around the broader expanse of her meaning. "home is ... corra?" can you be trusted? will you trust me? teya's synapses, lashing inarticulate in the face of this patient kindness.