they've gone far enough from drageda's borders that the redhead is beginning to feel a touch anxious. they haven't been away for long, and she's happy to be with @Furi, but she takes her duties as gona seriously and, well, she's a homebody at heart.

still - it's nice to see furi having fun, so blix doesn't say anything yet. they're probably almost done anyway. surely? surely. and she has to admit the beach down here is beautiful as she trots ahead a little bit for once, curious about the collection of tiny sea critters she's never seen before. amber eyes land on a large-ish spidery looking thing. intrigued, the girl approaches and carelessly goes to bump it with her nose, only to be met with the sharpest sting of pain she's ever felt. 

yelping, blix falls back upon the soil, the crab's claw firmly grasped around the tender flesh of her young nose. "augh, kom of! jok!" she swears, batting at her fiercely determined foe as she writhes in the sand, all dignity long since gone.

the blasted sea-demon is relentless - she rolls and shakes but it does not budge, clacking its other claw at her threateningly. blix is on her back when her friend arrives, still swatting at it helplessly, and she cries, "furi! em na nou sen klir --" too frazzled to remember to make the switch from trig.

after a few more seconds of struggle the gona goes limp, whining against the futility of her fight again this horrible creature's grasp on her. she looks at the crab. the crab looks at her menancingly and clicks its claw again. her nose hurts. "h-help me pull it off," she says finally, taking a deep breath to calm herself, and finally looks over at her friend, eyes fierce.

"ah!" blix cries triumphantly as the sharp pinching claw is torn from her nose - ow it still stings but definitely not as bad. she springs to her feet, ready to thank furi, only to see that the detestable sea demon has grabbed hold of her dear friend's foot in lieu of her face. "foto kripa," she growls at it, then lifts her gaze to her friends face. "how do we kill it?" she asks, hoping furi, being the more worldly of the pair, has some experience with these sea demons. the gona growls slightly as she circles the crab, just out of reach of its pinching claws but ready to dive in and crush it in a moment's notice.

blixen dips low to the ground, red-ticked hackles raised and teeth curled in a quiet but insistent growl as she watches the demon - watches furi shake the demon off her paw (a little annoyed she couldnt do that so easily) and send it flying into the sand. furi says something - suggests leaving it alone - but blix does not pay her mind, jumping after it with intent to kill.

but she hesitates as she's about to close her jaws around it and the crab flails, snapping threateningly. startled, the gona falls back and watches as the menancing creature throws itself into the sand and scurries away. "stupid demon," she mumbles, flopping over onto her side to look at her friend piteously. "is my nose bleeding?"

furi says a little, and then leans in, and wait what is she doing --

blix starts a little, surprised, as her heart skips a beat in her chest. and then feels incredibly silly because it's just a lick, and that's a normal thing between friends, especially given the circumstances. blushing incredibly red under her gingery pelt, the gona scratches at the ground and sheepishly says "chof." 

awkwardly the girl shuffles, looking down at furi's gingerly-held paw. "is your foot okay?" she asks, but doesn't give furi time to answer before adding, "i think i'm ready to go home.."

a wave of relief hits her as furi agrees -- part of her had been worried her friend would be upset with her for pushing to go back too soon or something. and, well, she does have a history of putting her foot in it with the silvery-dark girl, though why she doesn't know. feelings are not her forte.

blixen has already turned and started the walk home when furi asks her about her language. surrounded as she's been her whole life by wolves who speak it, sometimes she forgets her friend wouldn't know it. looking over her shoulder with a smile, she chuffs an agreement. "'course," she says, "and yep, chof means thank you." the ginger pauses, waiting for furi to fall into step with her and asks, "d'you have anything specific you wanna know?" still smiling.

furi follows her (of course) and blix resumes walking, just so very pleased to be heading home. her nose still smarts and she'll probably have a little nick in it for the rest of her life. stupid kripa. 

for some reason blix is surprised that furi asks about the word nomi. she'd assumed it was obvious, but -- "mother," she explains. "heda is my nomi, my mother. we don't use it for mother because that'd get super confusing," she adds, emphasizing 'mother' to mean wildfire (and completely oblivious to the idea that furi might not have realised she has two mothers). the ginger hums, looking ahead and trying to think of some other common phrases. "sha means yes, hei is hi - though i guess that one's kind of obvious.." she glances at furi, curious to see if she's following along or not.

eventually the ginger glances at her friend, curious about her long pause. "what?" she asks, confused. even if furi somehow hadn't known about nomi and mother - well, it wasn't like, weird or anything. no on in drageda made a big deal about it and no one'd said anything at redhawk caldera either so as far as blix knew, two women having a family together is the norm in the teekons. 

furi asks her a different question and blix lets it go easily with a shrug. "hm," she says - she's not usually translating this way around and it takes her a minute to put it together. "ma tag in furi, chon yu bilaik?" she tells her slowly, careful to enunciate the words so that furi can better hear them. "and then i'd say, ai laik blix, ai'm yo lukot." she grins playfully, leaving it untranslated for furi to puzzle out.

she grins when furi repeats what she's said. her pronunciation isn't perfect but it's pretty close, and it's not exactly a difficult language anyway. "yu bilaik," the gona repeats, her tail wagging. "stanop," blix praises, "good."

"oh, I guess it does kinda sound like that," she says. a lot of words in trig sound fairly similar to their common counterparts, or to common phrases, but blixen has never thought too deeply about it. she's not a linguist. "chon yu bilaik?" the ginger asks her lightly, seeing if she's retained it yet (and mostly just enjoying the company as they head back home).

she grins, bumping her shoulder against furi's playfully. "sha," she says with a wag of her tail, and the rest of the walk back to drageda is filled with blixen explaining more phrases until furi grows tired of it.