Noctisardor Bypass aulana

Oh, god, this was just too good. Skaigona was young enough to not entirely understand what Wylla was saying. Maybe she could get away with this, after all. Anyway, it wasn’t like Sequoia would be able to trace her ward’s pottymouth back to Wylla, specifically. All adults swore. Skaigona could conceivably pick up that language anywhere.

It was complicated somewhat by the fact the girl did understand her name, and promptly attached the Butt Doctor title to it. Wylla grimaced inwardly. That was probably going to stick. Maybe no one would have any idea what Skaigona was talking about if she referred to Wylla as the butt doctor. She was certainly no doctor of anything, least of all butts.

Oh, right, the girl’s questions. You know, um … Blow mud? Dump a stump? Park some bark? Liberate the brown trout? Do the royal squat? No, that likely wasn’t going to work. With a sigh, Wylla crouched and said, as plainly and clearly as she could, you’re. Gonna. Poop. Butterflies.

What a terrifying, and terrifyingly false, diagnosis. But don’t worry! Wylla said cheerfully, straightening up. We just have to find you some berries. They grow near the water. Do you know where the water is?