Silvertip Mountain Zhavvi does not cry.

I need to brainstorm for Zhavvi's new name if she would get one, lol. Maybe you have some nice suggestions? :D

Zhavvi had never plainly sobbed like she was doing now, but then again. She wasn't herself. She was not Zhavvi anymore. She was not the daughter of Rakharo, she should have realized that sooner. All the other wolves were gone and she was just ... abandoned. But her pride being hurt so viciously of not having a name anymore was the worst to her. She only moved her face more in the long silky hair on Alphas Fitz's neck. "Sia svihelen ui gethrisja. Astahii zulf. Si mi thric Zhavvi hianag di Rakharo. Fronah svaust renthisjic sia ooble ui ti tenpiswo. Wer xanalre si siofme vur renthisj persvek ui ti di impoe. Sia ominak lae thric migok. Si mi vi ilfis. Si mi ehis jaka," she bursted out since she had no other way to express herself. It sounded very dramatic.

Zhavvi pressed her face back against Fitz's neck, almost like she was ashamed about herself. She had no way to tell that her family was gone. Maybe she could try but she would need to calm herself. She never felt so distressed before. "Khalas, no. Khalas, no wait. Khalas, no there. Rakharo.... Rakharo... Khal. Zhavvi... like June to Alphas Fitz. Zhavvi no more Zhavvi. No... Dorthran. No Khalas. Zhavvi is no Zhavvi. Khalas and Dorthran away," she really tried to explain it. She didn't know the word 'daughter'. But she thought that it was pretty smart that she mentioned June. "Zhavvi... hungry?" With that last bit it meant she was empty. That her name meant nothing anymore. "Zhavvi bad. Zhavvi not want bad. Rakharo bad, Zhavvi away from bad. Zhavvi happy Alphas Fitz. But no Zhavvi. No no Zhavvi. Hunt... name for I!" She wanted a new name a normal name in the new tongue she was learning.