I Could Stop Time

Sometimes she felt rejected in her own tribe, maybe she didn't fit in. It was probably the main reason why she was always off on her own, rarely ever returning home. Was there something she was doing wrong? Was she different from the rest? Different in an unacceptable way? The thought didn't bother her as much as it should. If only she had a family, like siblings and parents. Any kin was all she wanted, or just to make her tribe-mates proud of her accomplishments. And right now, all she has are the birds and breezes to talk to.

Perhaps it was her little secret, her secret of wanting to learn a foreign tongue and meet the wolves who speak it. Who knew about that? Did the whole tribe know about that? She hadn't told anyone about it, unless someone heard her. But the Goddess couldn't reject a tribe member because of their dreams, or could she? Maybe that was the case.

After exchanging glances in the waters, her head would tilt to the side, instantly finding another wolf close by. She didn't hear or smell the wolf approaching, but she would give a calm greeting.
"Henle yibe nen." She would say politely, unaware that this wolf did not speak her language.

Translations:

"Hello there."

"Speech"