Lungworth

Having thanked the sea mistress for the calm waters and safe voyage, Veritta turned her head, looking around with undisguised amazement at the wondrous island. Then she raised her gaze to the sky: from there, the all-seeing woman was probably watching them all, and she respectfully nodded in gratitude for the hospitality.
The journey to the immigration office took up most of the day: the girl almost immediately forgot the name of the government agency and got lost several times, distracted either by a beautiful building or strangely dressed people.

— Allow me to officially welcome you to Lungwort. — Despite having to deal with a large number of people, she didn't look tired. — First, tell me, are you a refugee from the war, or are you a traveler in need of shelter and food?

Veritta looked at the Mivian with great curiosity: apparently, she wasn't a rabbit-kin herself, but perhaps she knew them.
—Thank you, peace to your home and the all-seeing ruler. —the girl politely bowed. —Fortunately, spirits protect my land from wars and discord, and therefore I have come here as a traveler. —After a moment of thought, Veritta answered the second part of the question: —I have only enough food for a couple of days, and I haven't found a place to stay yet.