Naaghai Lowlands Slang

there is a shared tenderness between the underlings of toula, tuna quietly breathes in eset's comforting scent as she looks out to wherever her golden eyes have come to focus. and when she listens to her words, the humble texan offers a soft chuckle as it comfortably drawls itself to end with a sigh.

"ah grew'up in'na place like this, but home's'a'ways down south. almos' feels right bein' back'ere." for a moment, tuna feels herself wiggles her toes deeper into the ground below, as if checking that what she feels is truly there. "but here is'a lil prettier, ah'd say. more green'ry an' such, an' less scream'n pigs aht nau'ght."

a black lip comes to peel up as she runs a tongue against her sharp tooth at the thought. despite their annoyances, tuna would love the chance to find a wild hog out here. she comes to look to her counterpart softly, "how 'bout yew, eset? any big mys'tries ah should know'bout?" a long, questioning hum comes to follow with an arched brow before softening into a lighthearted giggle.

they had come a long way, both of them.