For Every Season

Karabela eyed the clouds and sighed.  Each passing day it looked more and more like it would snow and the unusually warm weather wouldn't last forever.  Sooner or later winter was going to descend upon them.  She couldn't help but wonder every time she saw clouds if this was the day.  As the Chieftan went about her duties she froze when she heard a familiar call echoing out across the mountain range.  Birna?  Her aunt had come to the border!  Karabela was off like a shot, maneuvering from foothold to foothold with practiced elegance until at last she was able to stand before her aunt.  Was the woman here to join or just to visit? "Hello, Aunt Birna!  You look well, what brings you to Ivory Ridge?"

"Speech"