Male/Female, Young Adult, Adult and Child

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Description

Curtis has wandered unwittingly into a coyote warren in the fantastical world of Wildwood. He is greeted by their leader, an intimidating and beautiful woman named Alexandra.

Vocal Characteristics

Language

English

Voice Age

Middle Aged (35-54)

Accents

North American (General) North American (US General American - GenAM)

Transcript

Note: Transcripts are generated using speech recognition software and may contain errors.
and outside her child. How beautiful you are. What's your name, child? Curtis. Ma'am, he stammered. He'd never called anyone ma'am before. It just seemed appropriate now, Curtis said, the woman retracting her hand. Welcome to our Warren. My name is Alexandra. Though most call me the Dowager governess, she stepped up to the dais and draped herself over the seat of the throne. Are you hungry? Thirsty. You must have traveled far today, our stores or meager, but you are welcome to whatever we can offer here, said Curtis. I am pretty thirsty. Boria corpus! She said loudly as she snapped her fingers. A to loitering coyotes, a bottle of blackberry wine for our guest and greens, dandelion and fern fiddles and a bowl of innocents stew for the outsider child, Curtis. Quickly, she flashed a broad smile, Curtis and gestured at the pile of freshly gathered moss that surrounded the throne. Please have a seat. Curtis, surprised to be treated with such hospitality, settled himself into the deep cushion of the moss. We're simple folk, Curtis began the governess. We protect our own, and we ask little of the forest. You might call us the wardens of Wildwood we've made this untamed wilderness our own and imposed an order on it that was sorely lacking. Our intent is to cultivate a beautiful flower from this stark and infertile ground. For example, when I arrived here in Wildwood, these coyotes, you see where a hardscrabble, desperate lot practically anarchistic in their organization. They were constantly at war with one another and reduced to the lowest form of forest dweller, the scavenger. But I brought them to order.