Your Mother Smells of Dirty Knickers!

Embarrassed? Ha! Never Delphi! That is a bold faced lie, by the way, but we all know Delphi by now. A strong facade of strength, willpower, and chaos. But in that moment, she's nothing but a young girl meeting possibly her new best friend. How was it that by chance the two most ridiculous girls across all over Boreas would meet on that fated day?

Delphi is still giggling a fit of giggles when the girl pounces her. Legs wrapping around her and she let outs a surprised yip. Tumbling once, twice, almost three times until the larger girl is hovering over her. Looking up at those pastel eyes, Delphi smiles a big, big wide grin that shows ever sharp tooth in her mouth. "Ah, why sweet princess, I learned this foul mouth from the grandest Viking you'll ever set eyes on!" She giggles again as she wiggles her way up onto her paws and then into a play bow where her tail waves from one side to the other. "And youst, lady of the bog? Your words doth hath such grandeur," being around so many who spoke a variety of languages helped her young mind learn quickly apparently.