Sunshine, Daisies, Butter Mellow

He blinked in shock and surprise as she suffered from a fit of sneezes, and for a moment he wondered if she was allergic to pollen. It made sense, sometimes he'd find himself in a flurry of sneezes when he got too much on or around his nose. It was like the flowers were defending themselves, in his mind at least. Shaking his head, he paused where he stood, shifting awkwardly. "I-it's Italian.." He said softly, looking down at the ground then. He could cast spells, and if he could he certainly wouldn't waste it on a sneezing spell. If it could be wasted at least. So instead he looked up at her and offered a small smile as she introduced herself. He wasn't so good around strangers, but he'd have to get better. If he was to be a healer, he would have to interact with more wolves. But he was getting better, way better than he had been as a kid, and that was saying something. "I-i said th-that I'll be offended i-if that fl-flower t-talks too you, b-because I've b-been talking to th-them all my life." He said with a gentle laugh, a joke. But he shook his head then. No, though he was teaching Lillianna... "I-it's my f-family's s-secret language...I can't." He said softly then, smiling sheepishly as he shifted again. "M-my name is Starling Destruction...It's nice t-to meet you A-Ashe" He said softly, pawing gently at his bundle of hers.

"Burn Baby Burn"
"Italian"