Crawling in my skin

She tucked her paws beneath her as she gave it thought, but it was only a moment before she shook her head. "I know of no such ceremony among my people. What family you are born in, that is ørlög. It is a part of what already was. Everything is built upon what already was. You cannot turn back time, but simply keep moving forward. If you would learn our ways, you must learn acceptance first, to accept and let go of the past for it is immutable." There was nothing chiding about her voice, simply a clear, calm explanation. "I would be willing to teach you my family's languages as well, if you wish to learn them, though Kapra is fluent in both German and Norwegian as well as I am. It is always good to hear my ancestral tongue spoken - however, you would get much more practice learning norsk as it is most well known by Yfir." She thought a moment, then started with a simple one. "The word you would say as 'deer', in norsk we would say as 'hjort'."