"Uhm... We say kip, food, or slen, meat, flesh. Ku'u fen slen, I need meat." It maybe sounded aweful that there was no words that meant what they needed, like feeding or water, but with the time, probably she would get used to that. "There is no 'thirsty', too. Zu'u fen kath, I need water. Means river, as well."
That was one of the things that made Dovahzul quite a hard language. Many words did not exist, and other had meaning for lots of other things. She born listening to that, so for Jorrvaskr it was completely normal. But for someone that had never met it, it could be very hard. Jorrvaskr is also a thing." She smiled, remembering the meaning of her own name. "Dovahzul is legends and history."
