Wapun Meadow When different languages meet

Zhavvi nodded in reply. Naturally, she didn't need to introduce herself. The people of their settlement had to know who she was. The young lady would be offended if the other would ask. Her green eyes squinted suspiciously when the female continued rambling about how unsafe it was for her. If these promised lands were so unsafe then it was foolish of her father to bring their clan here. At least that what Zhavvi's reasoning. "Si shilta troth sio," she returned coldly. She had not really seen this female before but she spoke her tongue. Zhavvi had herself to blame since she didn't focus much on strangers that joined their clan. Her father would keep her from them at first.

Slowly the young female was getting fed up with this Rhelli. does...."">"Wux ultro hefoc vi silit wer idol wux ukris zahae wer huvenic di sia opsola. Jaci janik lae algbo start using wux hefoc ir... usv nomagqe jaci jalyur tiric....," Zhavvi smirked. It was clear that the Khal's daughter was not one to have a chitchat with a stranger. The young female knew how her gender could be used for that type of interaction. She how ever liked to dance along the line of seduction and not being shed of her innocence.