Lezioni

He heard the boy call back at him and he grinned, sitting up so that he was resting on his belly, front limbs spread out before him. It didn't take him too long to bound up, a sprig of young horsetail at his paws. He blinked at the herb, he knew that it was autumn and it was so fresh and young. Strange... Blinking away his shock he looked up and offered the young boy a small smile, head nodding. "Sì mio figlio, ma cosa vuoi imparare?" he asked. Generally it was words of certain herbs and things that he had found, but was their something that he wanted to learn? His Italian was very good, and the boy never stuttered while he spoke. Bass was pleased to see the boy so happy, and excited to have time with the boy. Leaning forward he touched his nose to the boys cheek, humming softly. Starling seemed to be the most willing and eager to learn the language, which pleased him to no end. He was proud of the boy, even if he hadn't told him before. Taking pause, he eyed the boy with his bright golden eyes. "You know that I am proud of you, right Starling? You fought well, even if you didn't think so." His words were soft, his tail thumping on the earth with pride for his kids.

"Speech"
"Italian"