Two Rivers Isle her own kimchi recipe

iseul could not be more thankful for having such an intelligent creature as her leader like Ulrich. the man seemingly knew all the words she lacked, and yet spoke with gentleness to not drive the knife deeper into her heart and flay her from within. he may never know this, but Iseul would forever be grateful for the nature Ulrich maintained with her. it made her feel... understood and listened to.

dew. 이슬. it was her name. and when he speaks of it highly, her tail thumps politely against the snow. "thank you,"  she would say to him with a smile, " does Ulrich mean something?" it would only be polite to ask, anyways.

when she hears what danger means, as well as a few examples, her tail grows still. a bear. she did not recognize the name, but it did make her think of the tall, lumbering beast that chased her and her sister in separate directions. unknowingly, bear was the name of the terrifying mammal that nearly snapped her neck in half. iseul had to fight off a shiver that traveled up her spine at the thought.

"danger," she repeats this to herself, eyes squinting a bit with thought as she does her best to look through her mental dictionary of the words and their meanings, "is wiheom, wii-heom."