"Geh... Yes." Seens like things could work now, Jorr just had to think in some simple words so they could walk in slow steps, by now. "Dovahzul, dragon tongue. Grohiikzul, wolf tongue." She look back at her paws, trying to think in something to keep going. "Uhm... Krosis, sorry. Tah, pack. Fahdon, ally... Packmates." It sounded pretty good for a begining, trying to translate some more simple words and the ones she, probably, would use the most.
Even that the grayish wolf could look a bit serious in this moment, focused in their conversation, Jorrvaskr was very happy to be talking to someone else interested in her culture, instead of scared of it. Also, she was happy to be part of a pack again, since her parents death, she never felt part of a family or a group before.
