Sunset Valley Killer queen

The younger man said something with a touch of attitude, and marched away right past Enkhtuya without even acknowledging her. She did not mind- children could be like that. With his leave, she took it as a cue of her own, to approach the other stranger just a little closer. The woman called out to her with better manners, introducing herself as Kiwi and getting straight to the point with her intentions. Enkhtuya appreciated that- nothing more being said than what was necessary to say.

I am Enkhtuya. I do not have passion for battle. But I have been trained in it. And she was built for it, considering her muscle mass and overall size. She was quiet for a moment, and as her words bounced off the air she cringed just slightly as the sound of her own mongolian accent. She wasn't ashamed of her origin- she would gladly speak her language openly down here- but to hear the common tongue twinged with that hint of the North made her think she ought to work on it. Is there anything specific, about this claim you desire to establish?