[Tails were well and good until you got them caught in things... like doors, or under wagon wheels. Not fun. And Zhaneel would never imagine that you have anything but perfect control in the air with how well you move, Maleficent.

She bobs her head in agreement, thrumming low in her chest.]

To see a range of land that is nothing but unfamiliar to me is strange... to accept that I and many others have been taken wholly from our own lands seemed unbelieveable until I saw it with my own eyes. [And not wholly welcome... one war for another, but at least she knew the reasons for the war she had left. She did not fully understand this new world they'd been brought to.

And the difference in the magic... oh, that had been something she'd felt through her body the moment she'd arrived. As a creature made from magic, she had always been in tune with it and now the magic that tingled over her body was completely new and unfamiliar.

Her attention returns to Maleficent as she mentions her usual companion.]

Cannot speak? Whyeverrr not?