Luneshale Pass rhyme dust

S'ari flashed a grin at Meerkat's question, amused. She had been warned by her tribe that those outside of it often found their speech patterns strange. Ah, no, she said, trying to think of how to explain. Those from Elsewhere, the members of this one's tribe... We do not say I or me or my, except on rare occasions. Coyote refers to herself as Coyote because that is what she is. That is what all the tribe is... unless they are not. But even they say Coyote, most of the time. S'ari was completely unaware of the fact that she was probably being confusing.

This one's name is S'ari. Sah-ree. She repeated the name to be clear, being sure that Meerkat heard the tapped R in her voice, a sound something like a mix between an L and a D. But Meerkat may refer to her as... whatever she wishes. Coyote does not mind. For all her beliefs that she was less talkative than the rest of her family, she was mistaken. All tribe members from Elsewhere spoke until their minds emptied, usually with very little filter. It was only that they thought of such strange things.