Wapun Meadow When different languages meet

Zhavvi was not pleased to see one of her kin spying on her. Frankly she shouldn't even think of this female as her kin. Zhav had been exploring on her own, hoping to find some natives, and maybe some nice males to socialize with. But, no. She got stuck with some lowlife female that had to spy on her because her father told her so. Zhavvi did not see though like lie. It sounded like her father, telling all others to watch where she would be going. At least the female had the decency to not interrupt her until now. The younger and slender female bared her teeth. The only thing that make the young girl not attack the other was because she lowered herself for Zhavvi. Her lizard green eyes fell upon her and slowly her lip moved back over her teeth. "Dout drekim ui ti aldoer," Zhavvi returned and raised her head to look even more down on the other female.

If only the inexperienced girl knew that that the other female was lying. She would pounded on the other right here and there. Zhavvi stayed on her rock, since it also was a form of safety. She did not trust the other, especially after the female told her she had been watching her. "Svabol ui coi astahii relgr wux?," the female questioned. Her tone was demanding. She wanted to know, and if the female across from her wouldn't tell Zhavvi would find a way to get even more info than her name. Her tail stood upright, not moving. She wanted the other to know that she was definitely higher than this stranger. She was the daughter of the Khal, daughter of Rakharo. It sounded so powerful, Zhavvi loved it.