Horizon Ridge Chaos

She liked his accent.  It sounded as pretty as her formal language of French back at Starlit Hills.  "My name is Spring."  She began with an absent swish of her tail.  "Renior..." Spring began, "thank you for helping me out.  I'm sure I could've saved myself, but still.  Thank you.  That means a lot to me."  Spring sat down with a small sweet smile to Renior, as he called himself.

She was suddenly tempted to ask about what his other language that he spoke was.  She could hear it's melody slipping into his English.  She actually had even prephaps picked up a few words.  Did Mwen mean I?  It sounded like it would since the closest word that she could think that he could put infront of "am called Renior.  Who are you?"  Was I.  It seemed pretty logical after all.  "What is the other language that you speak Renior?  I like it, it's pretty.  As pretty as French I suppose."  She finished in a softer and swetter tone of voice.