Dragoncrest Cliffs ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch

chani was a mystery to cheri. she was like a cool older cousin more than a sibling, the kind you make fun of but secretly wished you could swap lives with. she watches the elder girl from the cover of tall reeds for a time before deciding to approach, loping down the worn path to the seaside.
ey! kisa w'ap fè? she all but screeches, careening to a sudden stop a few yards behind her sister, tongue sliding out from between her lips in a burst of exhaustion. not to be knocked down so quickly, her pace slows to a trudge as she slithers closer, gaze narrowed in curious judgment.
you be lookin' ugly today. ki pwoblèm ou?