Redhawk Caldera runner, runner

Finley stared as the girl responded to the questions Towhee had posed with an uncertain tongue. Her brows furrowed thoughtfully. It reminded her a bit of her parents and the old language they would use from time to time when she was a kid. Fin barely remembered any of it these days except for a few words here or there. This seemed different, but as the stranger had only used a few of the strange words, Fin couldn't be completely sure. In any event, her gaze shifted down to her goddaughter as the girl signed questions to her. She grinned in spite of the shit mood she was in, chuckling softly before turning her attention back to the other wolf.

"My daughter is deaf and your lips apparently are difficult to read," Fin explained, not caring much if the girl took offense to it, which she doubted she would - were you even allowed to be offended by the handicapped? "Where'd you come from to have that accent? And who are you?"