Seaside Moors wyvern lingo

You are gonna come, stupid. She didn’t say it out loud, but turned back and offered a sugary sweet smile to her brother as she continued to lead them away from the safety of their home and family den. Her intentions were pure enough; she did not know of Val’s deep fear of the water. She knew only that she desired to see the seaside and she wanted to have someone with her so that Rosalyn and Erzulie didn’t worry too much.
 
“Do you think there are other kinds of animals out there?” she asked him and gestured toward the great wide open space around them. It was a broad inquiry, one that was childish in its very nature, but she was curious what he believed might exist beyond the boundaries of Rusalka. “Like different ones from what we eat and other wolves like us.”