To Whom It May Concern
05-21-2017, 06:31 AM
Jewell greeted her so warmly that Faite began to feel guilty for scolding her. Granted she couldn't tell what the girl said at all but she easily picked up at the excited tone. Jewell was certainly easy to read in that regard. It was still frustrating that the lack of being able to communicate was there and Faite only wanted to ensure the young girl's safety. That thought alone quickly hardened her resolve to be forceful with her rules. After all she'd set up the rule in the first place because she didn't want any more incidents like what had happened to Ritsy. She watched as Jewell eyed her paw and Faite had a glimmer of hope that she actually understood the point she was trying to get across. Ears flicked at the sigh the pup let out before her head followed as she moved next to her. It seemed as though she got the idea of what Faite was trying to say but she doubted it'd stick. For all she knew Jewell probably thought she just wanted her over on this side of the border at the moment and not until she was of age. Any hope of her understanding her meaning was dashed when Jewell's attention span broke. The next thing she knew the rainbow pup was grinning at the male and looking between them with another flurry of the language she still didn't understand. She inhaled deeply before focusing on the other rainbow wolf. Surprisingly enough the language he spoke back to Jewell sounded similar to what she'd been speaking and the sneaking suspicion that they could talk to each other crept up on her. Could she really get that lucky? She certainly wouldn't try to coerce him to stay if he didn't want to, but the possibility that he might decide to stick around was suddenly a hopeful thought. It was even more hopeful when he turned at spoke to her in the normal tongue. "Well I'm sorry to see you two aren't related - I haven't managed to find any of her family at all. No one has come looking, but it's nice to meet you Aldric." She still felt bad that Jewell hadn't had any family come looking for her, but she couldn't dwell on it. If no biological family would come then she'd just have to make up for it instead. The thought faded quickly as the boy spoke to her again and she listened with rapt attention as he shot a question at her. So the language was called French? It was a good start - especially when he offered to translate. "She's picked up a little bit of english but so far I'm convinced we don't understand much of one another. I'd hate to burden you with translating, but you'd certainly be welcome in Lirim if you're interested in staying. She certainly seems to like you." She said while shooting a smile down at Jewell. "Speech" I like to imagine That you smile when you hear my songs |