Bearclaw Valley home sweet home

Raziel waited for the newcomer to answer, teal eyes fixed steadily on the fellow male's face. But when the male spoke, it was not in the common tongue, but in another language, one that Raziel understood. He wasn't very fluent in Romanian but he was okay at it, courtesy to his abusive birth father. Aku might be brutal and cruel, but he was very efficient when it came to teaching his sons skills, whether they were combative, hunting or verbal so Raziel could speak the basics of many languages and was quite good with fighting and other essential survival skill.

The moment the Roman heard the words leave Anderi's tongue, he cursed in his native tongue, Latin. Scarlett just had to accept someone who couldn't speak English, she just had to. For a moment, Raz was tempted to kick him out because he couldn't communicate but decided against it a second later, feeling disgusted at himself for even thinking about it. Wolves could communicate well without verbal language, using gestures instead. And who knew, Andrei might prove himself to be a useful asset yet.

"Numele meu este Raziel," the Roman told the male smoothly. "Îmi pare bine să te cunosc, Andrei." Nice to meet you, Andrei. He grinned slightly then and patted the ground next to him with a paw, indicating that Andrei should sit down and offered the male a rabbit to eat. "Au unele. Sunt frumos." Have some, they're nice.