[Pxledxys]

"Itsy bitsy spider, crawled up the water spout. Down came the Meztins, and washed that brainlet out~."

A reply stated from the youngest Meztin- written, and distributed by means of men, women, and children of all walks of life.
Heavy handed as it were, it was clear; she's just here to make noise.

"Dearest Ariel Cirque, second of her name. I appreciate that you're watching my mother and sister- though I must remind you, that with this much action, it'd be smarter to watch your drool cup. Careful now, don't want it to spill.

Your grandmother was assassinated at your age for making poor decisions.

Rumor has it, at your age, your mother was blowing vampires.

Yet, here you are, spewing threats in the woods, begging to get assassinated for blowing your drool everywhere.

Natural progression.

Mother says communication is key - so I'll iterate in a way you'll understand;

Y'no' go'a l'e v'ry l'ng t'lkin' l'ke a f'ckin r'pr'ba'e.

Hopefully this helps clear the water for you."

~Koshka