Zoolingualism
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Leia tossed her bag down into the grass, moving to sit on the massive smooth bolder that broke apart the lines of trees here on the cliff. She liked the spot, it was bright on the side of the horizon, dark to her back were the forest swept out behind her and made her feel like she was the only person in the world. Leaning down she pulled the strap of the messenger bag up towards her, so the leather slid over the stone, the only sound besides the faint twitter of birds from somewhere behind her. It was strange to be able to hear them, the voices that broke from the sound others hear to their actual meanings. When Leia had first started to understand the barks and growls of other animals It had frightened her. But her grandfather had made sure she had no fear of animals, helping her to understand her mothers abilities which had helped Leia immeasurably when it came time she started to answer the barks and hisses with her own words. She had cried the first time, sure she was losing her mind, but she didnt let that stop her from trying to learn all she could. First she studied mental disorders, sure she was insane and unwilling to tell anyone else she had lost her mind. But then she came across a word that made everything make sense for her.

Zoolingualism, thats what it was, this strange thing she could do. Her mind was special all right, in that it could pull the words from the sounds animals made around her. The random bursts of consciousness were strange, and new but fascinated her now she knew she wasnt insane. It was how she found this bolder on the edge of the world. A place to test her abilities, and study all of the books she found that even hinted at people who could do what she did. She never broached the subject with anyone, she wanted to know all she could before she could even think of telling others what she could do. So now, she sat on her bolder, the seat smooth with her usage over time. Her belly was full of the pancakes she had been plied with by her father, so she felt happy, contented as she pulled free yet another book. She worked her fingers through the pages till she found where she had left off, letting the buzz of the words coming from the birds songs fade away so she only heard the music of it as she started to read. She might not be able to do some of the more impressive things of her family, but she would be sure to do this one thing perfectly. Her confident smile never faltered as she started another day of secular study into her gift.  

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