La La La [Peregrine]

The late afternoon sun was beginning to sink in the sky as Karabela skirted around the packlands of Ivalice on her way through the Polar Sound.  She was anxious to see these fjords and the cliff faces that were said to house some of the most beautiful waterfalls in all of Boreas.  Ahead she could see the entrance to the canyon that would cut through the earth toward the sea.  Pausing she took a moment to catch her breath, dipping her head to take in the scents that marked the border.  She was unfamiliar with Ivalice.  As a fighter she didn't really get out much to other packs like the messengers did. "Hmm… I wonder what their like," she mused.

"Speech"