Blacktail Deer Plateau Rewrite your history

uhh.., ying began, okay. polar bear. she didn't know one way or the other, but aningan seemed confident enough. you look like a, uh, polar bear. they moved on quickly, shifting the attention to his own foreign tongue. 

a greeting, perhaps one that she could adopt! how you say it? she asked, tail beating excitedly behind her. while ying might have liked to find a unique word of her own, her mind was completely blank. perhaps all of the romo she had for thoughts was occupied by interest. talk slow for me.