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

we can wrap up here and we can always have a storytelling thread later?

The piebald didn't seem to realize she'd made the other woman uncomfortable, such things were normal in her homeland and she hadn't questioned whether it was customary here or not. Her fluffy tail wagged, effected by the enthusiasm in Maia's voice and expression as they headed off into the marshes. "I vould be happy to," she agreed whole-heartedly and launched into the tale of how she had come to be gathered up by the two-legs and shipped across the sea, where she had wandered clear across this wide green land before stumbling across the Fen and Maia as they ambled.