Seaside Moors wyvern lingo

val rubbed the last of sleep from his eyes as he turned to his sister, who proclaimed in the voice of the just that they were to embark on a great adventure. an adventure? the boy's moss-green eyes lit up in interest, a little o forming in his mouth. "ooouuuh!! i wanna come!" he proclaimed, as if he had not just been invited.

he bumbled after her with his tail jaunty and steps light -- and never once did he think she was leading him to the lair of his worst fears: the great and inimitable lip of the sea.