Wheeling Gull Isle We must be swift as the coursing river

A child with bright red fur and streaks of white appeared promptly, speaking a language she was surprised to know was from around her homeland just not the same areas. She remembered hearing it very rarely, a few times a year during festivals when allies met up to feast and catch up with one another. She never bothered to learn it but by the inflection it was a question and he seemed curious rather than wary "I don't understand, can you speak like this? My name is Minori, I'm a friend of your father's" she tried to keep her words simple tail wagging a little as she lowered herself to be at his level remembering the many awkward failed conversations she'd had with pups in the past. Deku had helped her with that, she'd learned fast how to speak to children but there was bound to be differences in speaking to her own kids and the children of others. 

And what if he didn't understand common?