Blackbeak Bluff And I'll never be alone

Sequoia was glad that she wasn't terribly abnormal, or worse—making up words was something adults did, and she'd been missing out. Wraen also mentioned some really crazy words that Seq had also not heard of, and she leaned in so that she might listen closer and get the full and correct pronunciation of it.

Valetooterin, she said aloud, mispronouncing the word in a way that probably sounded even sillier than the original. She grinned at the way it rolled of her tongue, and the young Drageda wolf wondered what other crazy words could be found. Perhaps there were some words in Trigedasleng that she could dig up from one of her parents or one of the older kids in the pack.

Obnnumilate, she repeated right after Wraen explained that one, again not speaking it quite correctly. Did I say them right? she asked, cocking her head to the side. Wraen had struggled with the words foreign to her, so it only made sense to Sequoia that she would do the same. Wraen seemed like a wealth of information, not to mention she talked to Sequoia like an adult. Those two things alone made Sequoia immediately keen on spending more time with her. Maybe she, like Buckshot, would want to come to Drageda. But for now, Sequoia held that thought.