Nidalee Voice Lines (English)

FOR THE KILL!

This is the way it must be.

Human, beast, bastaya. These words mean nothing to me.

I have led my tribe for generations.

Once an outsider, always an outsider, shaman.

My family is my strength.

Instinct guides my steps.

Class and Spears bring death. They kindred only finish what I start.

I don't need this to tear out your throat.

Life circles on.

Justice, Rengar, blood for blood.

Your Mero, my feast!

Protecting my pack is my purpose.

I take only what I need.

Now I wait.

I do not question my two forms.

Little Firebug, ARPA-KT trust you, but they are naive.

Guide me home, Koopa Ka.

guide me, pack sisters, as I once guided you.

For generations, I have seen and survived nature's many seasons.

I spare no, Kila Shrengar. Meet me in the hunt.

The wild calls!

Yeah!

Meow.

No scurrying.

I am the Wild's Protector.

My prey still lives, but I have not lost its set.

Oh, are you lost, little Pahkiti?

This land will be the grave of all who trespass.

Famine and drought kill predator and prey alike.

Oh, you are fiercer than you think, you me.

HA!

How would you prefer to die by spear or by claw?

My tribe will not starve this day. I swear it.

See, listen, focus.

There you are.

Thumbs. Useful.

Young defender, rest with pride.

The trap is set!

A meal for the worms.

Trespasser!

A skilled hunter makes a swift kill.

My spear is the true death.

I may seem like you, Vastaya, but we are not the same.

My next meal!

HA!

My tribe calls itself the Paka. Only foreign prey call us Kashdaji.

My claws cut deep.

Through heart and spine.

Yeah!

P'ka! Protect our own!

Hah! My quarry got lucky!

I am back mother, sister, daughter. I have no need to be anything else.

Let me see this guy.

You are lost. Let me show you where you belong.

Leave now!

Rargh! My pack needs more!

Ugh!

This is not where you belong, beast!

Hahahaha, my prey now!

Yeah!

Feral Strength!

Hunter or monster my prey sees no difference

Bone Cuts Bone!

Duh!

My spear will take you down!

A hunter's instincts are inherited. A hunter's skills are honed.

Meow meow meow meow meow meow meow you got done

Never return, brass bones.

hahahaha

Our future is in our Paki tea.

The trespassers are next.

Ah, I can hear the wind again.

The jungle lives in my bones, the pakka in my heart.

Too late to run!

Heart of the Paka!

I delight in this silence, the quiet before the hunt.

Run, and I'll give chase.

I will always be my mother's cub.

Ha! Dog beast! I will show you what it means to be a pack mother!

I pay no attention to the affairs of men until they make me their enemy.

A cub who thought she was full grown. Adorable.

HUH!

I will chase you from this land, brass bones!

You think you understand the jungle shaman, but you will always be an outsider.

You know how this ends.

Love takes as many shapes as you do, Nico.

Transpessors are easy to track.

I do not understand the nature of humans. Nothing is gained by pointless slaughter.

Fresh meat!

I claim your bones for my next spear.

Wild blessed!

Hunters in the sun can miss the beasts in the shadows, Cassante.

Soft of power, light of foot.

HUH!

I am always needily.

Your death will be swift.

Dogs? Really, Nafiri?

Stumble.

I've picked up another trail.

How long can you survive outside your Golden Palace, Princess?

They never heed my warnings.

The brass bones think they can conquer the wilderness, but nature cannot be tamed.

Clawless hands need a spear.

They will soon know who prowls this land.

Easy pray.

Ugh.

The prowl begins anew.

That's right, run!

My mother's title came to me heavy with keeloshi blood. With it, I keep our family alive.

You wandered too far, little firebug.

Leave now. I will not warn you again.

No hiding!

NAAAAA smell

Let's see who is top of the food chain.

Yes! Bleed!

The sky is pack mother to the world, ever faithful and protective.

I learned to make tools by watching villagers. Don'ts have their place.

Hah!

Lifeblood!

I don't like when Pray talks back.

patience.

I have defended my home from worse.

Uhhh...

This will make a good lesson for the Pahkiti.

prowling on two legs felt strange once.

The chase ends.

Got you!

Pachytic to feed and no time to lose.

You dare threaten my tribe?

What new tales will the outsider spin of their monstrous Kashdaji queen?

I am never alone. My tribe lives in my heart and in my spear.

There is no need to climb above the canopy, but I enjoy watching the stars.

Nothing will be wasted.

Claw deep!

Hah!

Every hunter knows that core strength is key.

HA!

Niko, my world feels empty without you.

I carve my spears from poachers bones.

Oh, hahahaha, can't laugh with a spear through your neck.

Haha, I will eat well tonight.

I'll put you down!

The jungle never sleeps.

No need to suffer.

My quarry won't escape.

trespassers call me kashtaji queen i will teach them my real name

I strike true.

I believe this is called kebab.

Pray hide in the sounds of the wild. Listen, then strike.