"I never see wolf keep prey around, other than Lumiya..." The crane's violet eyes settle on the avian for a moment, and then back to Caw. He first introduces himself, confirming Izumi's preconcived knowledge, and would then introduce his corvid companion; Vrána. Interesting — the crimson eyed crow was given a name as well. Hell, Caw even managed to nose them a little without having the urge to bite. Such a sight made the young princess wonder if an interspecies companionship like that really was possible....
"You call me Izumi. Nice to meet you." polite words met with a polite wave of her tail. If only she could produce a simple smile as well then it would've made her gesture all the more meaningful, but non. A face that still mimicked stone. So Instead, Izumi would sit down infont of him in hopes that she seemed welcoming enough.
The dame's ears flicked and head tilted in a brief moment of perplexity. Caw spoke in a similar broken english as she did, that much the crane noticed and was curious about, but the words he'd spoken to her just now....they weren't japanese. A completely different language Izumi never heard of, but what of? "I...." the damsel took a moment to figure out what to say, and then figured it was best to respond in her home language to let Caw know the problem here.
"Anata no itte iru koto ga wakarimasen. Gomen'nasai...." she'd tell the smaller male apologetically with a dip of her cranium. Izumi couldn't understand a word of what he just said, let alone that much of the common language spoken around here. It did feel good to know that there was someone living in the court with the dame that shared her troubles, but a barrier in foreign tounge still remained between them. "I never heard language. Where you from, Caw?"
There he went again with those names -- If it weren't for Caw, she wouldn't have known that Lumiya's pale owl even had a name. Intriguing how these wolves lived in a completely different world than her own, huh?
Just as the duotone crane expected, her smaller companion didn't have a damn clue what came out of her mouth and only regarded Izumi with similar perplexity -- she almost felt a little bad for purposefully confusing him. Though it didn't seem as if Caw minded at all, because the young male soon went back to mouthing away with that chipper tone of his.
Chipper.
How could someone express themselves so....openly like this to others, without feeling flustered? Didn't they feel too vulnerable? Too open for everyone to see and judge with every word and action made? Or maybe it was just.....her. Her who had been deprived the right to be like this long ago for the sake of not making a fool out of her kin and clan. There was no denying it would free Fujiwara if insecurities didn't weigh her heart down like chain links -- but hopefully, it wasn't too late to break those chains soon.
The young damsel may have been staring at caw for longer than intended while observing his euphoria -- words largely going in one ear and out the other. A part of Izumi naively felt like she could learn a thing or two by doing this -- though she eventually backed away and regained her senses at his question.
"I'm from, mmmm..." the crane hummed nervously; home felt like a sensitive topic nowadays. Carog was a packmate though, so he was bound to find out about Izumi oneway or another "Wisteria Grove -- Old clan used to reside. We call ourselves Fujiwara Clan."