Tempo di imparare

He watched as the pups trickled in, Shrike was the first to arrive. He couldn't help but laugh as he flopped to the earth, having tired himself out by racing over here. He was the most energetic of all of them, always moving about and making the most sound. "Tired yourself out, did you?" He asked, his golden eyes soft as he gazed at his multi-coloured boy. Starling was the next to show up, standing up on the rock to push himself into his chest. Bass ducked his head down and cuddled into the boy, humming softly as he placed a kiss on the top of his head. He said nothing as he watched the brown and white boy settle beside his brother, and his gaze moved towards Lark as he too joined his brothers. While he waited for the two girls to join them, his wife came up and covered Lark in kisses, and he flashed the silent boy a grin. That is when he saw that Finch had attached herself to her mothers leg, giggling as she dragging along the earth. He chuckled and rolled his eyes, sticking out his tongue when Wren then hopped up beside him, joining him on the post. "E buongiorno a voi, cara. Ho pensato che fosse giunto il momento che i bambini hanno imparato un po 'di italiano. Vuoi aiutarmi a insegnare?" He asked, leaning towards her and nuzzling into her shoulder. He would love it if they could all speak and understand Italian, it would almost be like their own little secret language.

Bass was about to howl for Sparrow, but the girl soon came racing in a bug in her mouth. His nose turned up as she held it in place, asking what was going on. Clearing his throat he looked around at all his little ones, getting all giddy as he eyed all of them. "Good question, Sparrow dear. I have called you all here today to start your lessons in Italian. You may have heard me and your mother speaking it, and I would like you all to learn. Today we are going to start with the basics, and you can also ask us if you would like to know a certain word," shuffling in his seat, he pulled his front legs down until they were dangling over the edge of the rock, trying to remove Sparrow's paw from the bug and hold it down himself. "Since Sparrow was kind enough to bring this little gift, I shall name it for you. This is a grasshopper, or 'cavalletta'," He paused, looking around to see if the pups would repeat him. "A cavalletta is a bug, or a 'insetto'," Bass made sure to say each Italian word slowly, giving time for the young ones to repeat it after him. After a short pause, he looked up to Wren and smiled. "Wren is your 'madre', and I am your 'padre'. Your brothers are your 'fratelli' and your sisters are your 'sorelle'."

The white male looked across the sea of puppy faces, trying to see if they were all soaking it up. He knew that it was a lot to take in, but he knew that they were young and that they soaked things in like sponges. "To say hello, you say 'ciao', while goodbye is 'arrivederci'. Good morning is 'buongiorno', while goodnight is 'buonanotte'," Bass stopped then, thinking that that was enough for now. Unless they asked for more of course, and if they requested words. Turning to his wife again he smiled at her, seeing if she wanted to add anything to their little lesson.