#also Manchot is the French word for penguin

[dolliefrancais]

Learning about animal vocabulary in french with loona!

hiii, as an orbit and a beginner French learner, I wanted to start learning more about the vocabulary of animals in French by using my knowledge of loona to help memorise, since in loonaverse lore each moon girl has a specially assigned animal. I hope that this post will help you if you’re also learning French or just wanted to learn something new! also for members like Yeojin and Jinsoul who have preffered different animals than their loonaverse equivalent, I will provide translations for both animals, so sorry if that offends anyone! ALSO i cannot vouch for accuracy of each vocabulary word provided, since I am not a native French speaker and I am going off of my personal knowledge and from resources from google, some words might not be 100% correct, or widely used in certain French speaking areas and dialects, so pls keep that in mind ~ anyways lets begin!!! ALSO JUSTICE FOR CHUU and support Chuu’s new single collab, ‘dear my winter’ and ccdi!

1. Heejin - Rabbit / Lapin 

2. Hyunjin - Cat / Chat

(also check out this article for more information about cats in French, i’ve used this website before and it’s amazing, and I’ve used a lot of the information from there to make Hyunjin’s page!)

3. Haseul - Dove / Colombe 

(also I found like nothing about translations on doves in french online so the translations very well might be totally off oop-)

4 - Yeojin - Frog / La Grenouille  Bear / L’ours(e)

5. Vivi - Deer /  cervidés

(could you tell i was really confused lol 😭 I aw a lot of conflicting info so i checked out this old sketchy blog but the information seemed accurate! hopefully this isn’t super confusing lol but if you remember ‘cervidés’ and biche i believe that is all you would need to remember solely for deer, as im pretty sure ‘chevreuils’ and ‘chervettes’ are also the words for goats tho this is ony coming from my knowledge of the animal jam villager PLS)

6. Kim Lip - Owl / Chouette

7. Jinsoul . - Betta Fish / Betta Poisson  Tiger / Tigre(sse)

8. Choerry - bat / chauve souris 

9. Yves - swan / Cygne 

(the style changed bc my laptop died and I lost the template I had :/ atleast I stopped at oec so atleast theres some semblance of consistincy!)

10. Chuu - Penguins / Manchot (e)

(also justice for Chuu, and boycott bbc and all future loona projects under them!)

11. Gowon - Butterfly / Papillon 

12. Hyeju - Wolf / Loup / Louve

I hope this post was fun / helpful and that you were able to learn something new today!!! this took me wayyy too long with the image editing and the research I conducted, so please reblog if you liked this post! merci beacoup pour à lire, bonne journée!! (pretty sure i butchered that LMAO pls)

[resolviendolaincognita]

The original penguin lived in the north.

At the end of the 16th century, the word penguin appears together with the Dutch pinguïn, which originated the French word pingouin. The original meaning is preserved in the latter, as pingouin is an auk, while manchot is a penguin, although the influence of modern English is changing this. Despite Antarctica had not yet been discovered, Bartolomeu Dias and Vasco da Gama may have seen them in southern Africa, as did Juan Sebastián Elcano. However, the word did not really refer to the friendly birds of the South Pole, but to the giant auks (Pinguinus impennis) of the Arctic.

Penguins from the northern hemisphere

The northern penguin was a bird that reached the breeding grounds on the European and North American rocky coasts in May, nesting even in Gibraltar and Florida. Although it is not known how they timed their travel, they reached their destination without forming large flocks. They tended to arrive emaciated, but regained their stocky figure by feeding on fish, diving headfirst off cliffs. Unlike the common auk (Alca torda), they could not fly with their wings, but were excellent swimmers. However, on land, where they remained with their torso upright, they were rather clumsy. Because of this and their black and white plumage, explorers believed that the birds in the southern hemisphere were also penguins.

Known since antiquity

Apart from the name penguin, the Basque sailors knew it as harpoonaz, the French explorer Jacques Cartier called them apponatz and the Norse called them geirfugl. All these names referred to its beak, which penetrated the water like a harpoon. Possibly, this bird was known to the Greek explorer Pytheas, who reached Iceland in 330 BC. The same must have happened in the gold rush of 1570, when 600 Dutch, German and French ships headed for Baffin Island only to find mica instead of the golden metal. By then, they were extinct in most of Europe. Long gone was the 10th century A.D., when their feathers were used to stuff mattresses. So in England and America they decided to travel north to get them, plucking them and leaving the birds to die miserably.

Capture and extinction

Because they were easy to capture and had a considerable size, when they came ashore to spawn they were captured by the dozens. Their eggs were also collected, but the fact that each pair laid only one was their undoing. In addition, the hunters knew that not all birds laid eggs on the same day, so those that were saved in a first expedition were lost in the following ones. In this way, due to human action and other predators, such as polar bears, the giant auks were retreating northward.

By the beginning of the 19th century, they had disappeared from Newfoundland. Just two decades later, many believed them to be a legend, although the occasional pair could be found in the more remote British Isles. Many of these specimens ended up stuffed in museums. Until then, Geirfuglasker Island was their last bastion. Due to currents and cliffs, it was inaccessible to humans, but not to these birds. Unfortunately, a volcanic explosion destroyed it in 1830 and they had to retreat to Eldey. On June 3, 1844, Sigurdr Islefsson, Jon Brandsson and Ketil Ketilsson arrived on the island of Eldey, near Iceland, and killed the last two giant auks, whose size made them easily visible among the other birds. Although subsequent sightings were reported and there were rewards for decades for obtaining new specimens, it is believed that these were the last of the auks.

[melyzard]

Got tagged by @crazy-fruit and @imsfire2 for that "5 Things" meme, and I meant to answer all the questions but then I got weirdly stuck on "5 things in my bag." See, the problem is, I don't have "a bag." I have lots and lots of pockets, belt loops, and a boot sheath, but I do not have a bag. So...look, I wrote a fanfic about it.

Sort of.

“Good morning, sir, ma’am, welcome aboard The Unstoppable Force,” the cheerful Human greeted Cassian and Jyn loudly as they walked up to the transport. “Make sure you’re not booked on our sister ship, The Immovable Object.” She laughed at her own joke and pointed over to the nearest landing spot, where an equally old and patchworked shuttle was being prepped for similar departure.

Jyn shot Cassian a look, which he ignored. “Thank you, Chief Manchot,” he said blandly. “I believe this is the correct ship.”

“Awesome,” the chief enthused. “Always happy to carry officers around, to be honest with you, sir. They get the best destinations.” She shoved a datapad decorated with glittering red and purple flowers in Jyn’s direction. “Sign in, please, and we’ll get you up and in the hyperlanes in a Kessel minute!”

Jyn instinctively stepped back from the flailing datapad, eyeing the bright smile of the stranger with some consternation. It was two hours before the day rotation began, and most of the rebels moving through the hangar had the sluggish step of the newly-woken or the tired drag of the too-long-awake. The dim light of pre-dawn was only just infusing the heavy dark of this planet’s moonless night, softening the world’s edges and muting its colors and sounds. Everything had a gentle sort of blur to it – except for the patch of ground where Chief Manchot stood, with her too bright hair and too bright eyes and far, far too bright smile. “Here you go, Lieutenant!” she half-shouted, and laughed as she saw Jyn glance at the flowers on her datapad. “Oh, that’s just so no one grabs mine by mistake,” she leaned in conspiratorially and winked. “Sait kept grabbing it to play Angry Droids, but he hates flowers.” She wiggled the ‘pad at Jyn again, who edged slightly further back and tried not to grab her truncheon. “Works like a charm.”

“An excellent strategy, Chief,” Cassian said coolly, coming to his partner’s rescue with a faint smile.  He casually took the datapad from the loud woman’s hands and tapped in a long code to the manifest, which made the screen beep and flash green.

“Oooooooh, one of those,” Manchot cooed, her eyes somehow lighting up even brighter and her smile improbably growing. “Haven’t had a –“ she swept a painfully obvious glance around the small hangar and then winked at Cassian, “secret mission in ages! Right this way, folks, and oy, Sait! Get ‘er spooled up, we got Vee-Eye-Peas!”

Jyn scowled and stomped after her, shooting a glance back at her partner. Cassian kept his eyes studiously on the shuttle, but Jyn could see the faint lines around his mouth that meant he was hiding a smile. “You said this was the most discrete option,” she growled under her breath.

“The Unstoppable Force crew has a ninety-three percent success rate on successful drop offs, and a ninety-one percent rate for successful pick ups,” he replied calmly. “They and The Immovable Object are considered one of our best aerial transport units in the rebel fleet.”

High praise, she thought, considering that both Etti Light Freighters looked like they had been dragged through a meteor shower backwards, and were at least ten years past their primes. The crew of each looked about five to six strong, on ships that normally required at least twenty. “You can opt out of this one,” Cassian told her quietly as they drew close, his voice dropping below the cheery shouts of Chief Manchot and the answering voices of her crew. “It only called for a single operative.”

Jyn looked at him, and the smile lines around his mouth deepened slightly. “Just pointing it out,” he said lightly, and settled the strap of his duffel more firmly on his shoulder.

“Ninety-one percent.” Jyn muttered, eying the two transports with pursued lips and pausing at the base of Unstoppable’s ramp. “Are those their reported numbers, or Intel’s numbers?”

Cassian brushed a hand against the small of her back reassuringly and walked confidently up into the ramp. “Kay’s,” he called back over his shoulder as he disappeared into the hold.

Jyn swallowed a sigh and marched up the ramp herself. Inside the freighter wasn’t much more impressive, although there were fewer exposed wires than she’d expected and almost no rust marks. At least The Unstoppable Force was well maintained, Jyn tried to reassure herself. And Kay didn’t give good numbers unless he meant them.

“You can sling your bags in your sleeping compartment!” Chief Manchot shouted from somewhere down the passageway towards what Jyn presumed was the cockpit. “Larenz! Show our veeps where they can kip for the duration!”

A sullen looking Human adolescent slunk from around the corner, all dyed black hair and grungy mechanic’s clothes – although Jyn noted somewhat sardonically that the grunge was more artful than incidental, all the holes cut by a neat hand, the stains all the same color. A mess, but a carefully styled and maintained mess. The kid grunted at them both, and jerked their head at a side passage that led towards berthing. “Sleep there,” they muttered, pointing a black-painted fingernail.

“Thank you, Sergeant Larenz,” Cassian said politely. The sergeant (and it occurred to Jyn that maybe she was getting old, that she felt even mildly disturbed at seeing a teenager with a rank on their chest) slouched against the bulkhead next to the door and shrugged at them. “Is there anything else we need to know?” Cassian asked, stepping forward slightly and then pausing when the kid stayed right where they were, not moving out of the way to the door. “Or some other message you needed to pass on?”

Larenz stared at him through half-closed eyes. Cassian stood still, one hand half extended to the partially obscured door handle, his face blank.

It was Jyn’s turn to roll her eyes – she wasn’t much for children, but even she knew never to get caught in a staring match with a disaffected teen. If she left this one up to Cassian, they’d be standing in the hallway for the rest of the trip. “Out of the way, kid,” she stepped forward and gently elbowed the adolescent aside. “You’ll get paid when we get where we’re going.”

The teen shrugged and slouched a few steps away as if nothing had happened. “Duffels go under the bed,” they said in a bored tone. “You can put your purse in the overhead storage.”

Jyn blinked. “My what?” But Larenz was already turning the far corner and didn’t bother to reply. Cassian stepped in behind her and closed the door.

“Teenagers,” he grumbled under his breath, and reached over Jyn’s head to settle his folded parka in the small compartment over the narrow bed.

"What’s a purse?” Jyn demanded, shoving the thin mattress up and dumping her duffel in the compartment underneath. Cassian leaned around her to set his next to hers, and Jyn lowered the bed back into place.

“A small bag that people use to carry personal items they need throughout their average day,” Cassian replied, stepping sideways into the small personal ‘fresher attached to their narrow quarters. "Common in the Core and Inner Rim, usually substituted for a satchel or rucksack in the Mid Rim."

"All your stuff in one container?" Jyn raised an eyebrow. "So you can get robbed all at once?"

Cassian chuckled softly. "They have their uses," he said mildly, opening a small cabinet in the 'fresher and flicking the shower door open to check for signs of surveillance. “They gave us the largest passenger berthing,” he said with a note of pleasure in his voice. “I guess the Chief likes us.”

“Don’t know why,” Jyn pulled her spare knives from her boots and considered the room thoughtfully.

“She might just be one of those people,” Cassian shrugged and ran the tap for a moment, scrubbing the cold water over his face.

“One of what people?” Yes, it looked like her smallest vibroblade would fit neatly in the slot by the door, which would put it within Cassian’s reach from the bed. Her second smallest went under the mattress, close to the wall so it would be accessible to Jyn at night. They could easily sling a blaster holster under the overhead compartment on the bed, too. There, she felt better already.

Cassian sidled back out of the ‘fresher, a move that brought him close to her back. Once, he might have pressed himself back against the wall and Jyn would have leaned close to the bed and they would have pretended there was a lot more space between them than physics allowed. Now, he stepped a little forward and slid his hands around her hips. Jyn leaned back immediately, enjoying the sensation of solid warmth surrounding her, steady, familiar, safe. “You know,” he murmured against her hair, his body relaxing slightly against her, “the people who like other people.”

“Ah,” Jyn closed her eyes and tilted her head back. “One of those.”

They stood a moment longer, only the sound of their breathing and the distant hum of the hangar echoing in their ears. This, Jyn knew, was why she fought in this war. The universe was vast and overflowing with life and noise and the violence of existence, but sometimes…sometimes it was this, too. Sometimes it was the tiny silence and the brief warmth of a simple embrace, everything she needed in a few slow breaths.

Then the metal floor shook, and the whine of a starting engine escalated into the steady roar of a ship ready to launch. Cassian dropped his arms, Jyn straightened, and together they stepped back out into the vast universe.

[vivianecarstairs]

you know what one of the biggest mindfucks was for me? In French, a “pingouin” is not a penguin. No, a “manchot” is a penguin. A “pingouin” on the other hand is a razorbill, also called the lesser auk. 

And why is this so mindfucking, you anglophones ask? Well.

Everyone talks about “pingouins.” Club Penguin was pronounced “club pingouin.” But occasionally I’d hear about a manchot in some more official setting. And then some official bird person goes and breaks the news to a bunch of francophone kids that the word they have been using is an anglicism and a “pingouin” which everyone talks about is in fact a small arctic bird nobody cares about of hears about.