Tempo di imparare

It wasn't long before their mother trailed behind them, greeting them with her typical warm affection. Instantly she moved to Lark's side to nuzzle him, licking his ear, causing it to swivel slightly away from her unconsciously. "G'morning, mom," he greeted her quietly, letting a tiny smile peek through his serious face as he turned to face her for a moment.

Finch and Sparrow both arrived not long after, both quietly curious about what this lesson had in store for them. After they all settled in, he spoke softly to their mother, in that language they didn't know; he was slowly becoming familiar with how it sounded. He then spoke to all the children, telling them he would be teaching them Italian, the language his parents spoke in. A serious nod was given in return and he turned to eye his siblings, wondering if they would be excited at this news.

The first thing he named was the grasshopper that Sparrow had brought. "Cavalletta," he repeated the strange word, testing it on his tongue and trying to memorize it. He repeated the other words in return, his voice quiet as he repeated them, trying to store them in his memory. There was quite a few words for him to remember, and he hoped he didn't forget any of them. Shrike seemed overwhelmed though and he turned to eye him, tilting his head. "You'll get them all," he assured him solemnly. "Just gotta keep trying. It's not hard."