Coza backed up a bit at her suddenly fierce growl. She was so small but her force reminded him of the warrior women of his home. Not that he wanted reminding of his home. It went away fairly quickly though, and she seemed to realize that he wasn’t out to get her. He wouldn’t harm her, it wasn’t appropriate and the gentle giant didn’t want to kill anymore. He would give her some distance though, he knew that his size probably was what initially intimidated her, she was so small he understood. Coszcotl did not get closer he stepped away from the bank maintaining the same distance. His body was still very dirty, and his legs where freezing. It was so cold in these lands, but he would most likely be turning the territory into his new home and start his life as a loner. He didn’t want to be in another tribe where the ruler commanded with absolute power. The idea itself terrified him. He knew it would be a harsh life, one very different from when he was in his tribe, but he would manage, and learn.

He noticed her thick coat, she was probably from around here, and her coat was so thick that it suggested to him he was used to this weather. He hoped that not all of them greeted him in such a manner. He didn’t want to wander more North. Coza decided he didn’t want it to be anymore cold, but the stars showed him that he should wander north, it was hard to go east and west so close to the time where weather changed and the land either lived or died. Seasonal changes provided different star formations to follow and currently they were in shift. He wasn’t that good with them either.

As she stared after he spoke he worried that he had said something badly. He had repeated her words, but his name, maybe his name confused her. He was told that their names were very different than those from other lands. However, she spoke his name, and it sounded like she understood. He nodded in affirmation; she said it well better than his teacher of this language had the first time. A smile set on the brute’s maw as well, fire opal eyes gleaming. He was so happy he had managed to say it right. However her reply wiped the smile right off his maw. He knew she said name. He got that but what was it? It was long, and filled with syllables he was far from used too.

”Noneoyurs.” He frowned when he finished, it didn’t quite sound like how she had said it, but close, it was so hard. “Lady name Noneoyurs?” Oh these creatures and their strange names! How come it couldn’t be simple. Coza, Coszcotl, Citlali. Those names were good, not confusing at all. Named after things they looked like or acted like. Coszcotl was named ‘jewel” because his eyes looked like the prize gems fire opals. Noneoyurs what on these fine lands could that mean.

Coza watched her as she pawed the ground, she looked irritated and hoped it was at the ground and not him for not saying her name right. Then she shot her gaze up back to him and said a word he surprisingly knew. Water. He looked over at the marsh, face twisting in what was clearly an uncertain look. He certainly didn’t like that water. ”Water. His voice clearly showed the affirmative and he gave a nod again, but showed tones that he wasn’t impressed or happy, it was with the water clearly, and he didn’t like the way this water felt or tasted, but what did he know? He was a stranger in a strange land, perhaps this brown water was the best there was. Coza sidled a bit further away from it anyway to show that if she wanted it she could have it, but said no more. He was curious if she would actually drink it.


"This me speak your tongue."
"This is me speaking my Nahuatl tongue"



Coza
~ Four Years ~ Free Heart ~ Free Soul ~ Wanderer ~