Lion Head Mesa yeet skeet bippity bop beep

after some time a figure emerged, slender and rawboned, dusted with furs of cedar and umber. not unappealing, though not particularly remarkable either. she greeted him, and he offered a dip of his crown in return. the words that spewed from her mouth were unfamiliar and far too foreign for him to understand. he stood there, wide eyed and mouth agape for a moment, trying to recall what exactly she'd said.

akashingo, something about it's no fret? and oh yeah, queen of snakes.

at least he could understand the last part of her word vomit. "hello," he started with a chirper smile and soft swish of his tail. "i'd been meaning to climb this fine rock ya got here, but didn't realize it'd been claimed until just a bit ago." he gave a swift glance upwards towards the looming cliffsides before continuing. "i'm new to the area, was hoping to get acquainted with the locals."