Heron Lake Plateau The Indie Queens are Waiting

"Oh yeah," Towhee rejoined, seizing this opportunity to vent about the challenges she faced and that no one ever seemed to contemplate, much less understand. "I can't do accents or stutters either. We actually have a wolf here, Nev, who stutters a lot. I make him talk slowly so that I can understand him. But I should really teach him ptero. I should teach everyone here ptero."

Niamh seemed curious about the conlang, which pleased the Alpha even more. "Yeah, it's a mix of facial expressions, body language and signing, like this." Knowing full well the other she-wolf wouldn't understand, she nonetheless demonstrated by signing, -Hi, my name is Screech. I'm an asshat.- "Some of that should be easy to guess," she added out loud, since "hi" was more or less a universal wave and she'd pointed at her butt for the slur, "but I said, 'hi, my name is Screech and I'm an asshat.'"