Northern Road - Day 6 - 08:21
"My, my. Such a curious one~", Timea said, in a non-malicious teasingly tone. She then snapped her fingers again, and gave Anik another light poke, this time against the side of her head. "But let's have one thing at a time, hmm?
But, yes. The vocal calls are ever so loud. It vaguely sounds like a lion's roar - the kind that comes from deep within the throat, but with more reverberance to it. I won't be demonstrating it, though. The colour spots aren't letters, but words. In a manner of speaking. A spoken language like this, and a visual one like mine are so different, they can't really be compared, I feel.
Whatever the case, I don't change the texture of my hide for it, no."
While she had the thought to, Timea decided to not explain how her shapeshifting factored into the language.