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Huā felt a tad annoyed at Mei introducing her to the man without asking- what if he was dangerous? She let out a smallest huff at her words, but soon it seemed she was proven wrong. The man was friendly from what she could tell- and his words hinted at an accent of his own. Now she felt a little less wary but, still- Huā did not let her guard down just yet.

Ying piped up, commenting that the foreign language was pretty- pretty? Her nose wrinkled as if to show her disagreement. The triplets' language was soft, smooth... the tongue flowed as it was meant to. But this "common tongue"? Filled with strange sounds and long words. And Ying made such an effort to learn! (Well, it would benefit her to know it- but Huā's stubbornness would keep her from acknowledging this fact.) 

And then, the man asks what they call their language. "Back home, is just one language. So we call it nothing, because everyone speak. But as I travel, I hear new wolf call it mandarin. I do not know, where this name come from." She finishes, hoping he did not have too many questions. There was little taught to them of history of their language. As for where it came from, she did not know. She had only picked up the language in the same way any pup would.