Ankyra Sound dlo flè

"yes. but not so far," mireille added with her innate suspicion. "sapphique is de cliffs, just dere." she pointed with her freckled muzzle and looked back at enigma. 
her breath drew in at the language the other said.
"t'ose words." her tones grew thoughtful. "i have not heard dem before. my mot'ers taught me t'ree tongues."
maybe she could know this one too. "are you just comin' t'rough? dis place is important, maman says. it is part of why i came down."