Swiftcurrent Creek curse of the black pearl

He watches as she takes whatever leftovers she could find throughout her whiskers. And he grinned despite himself. So much like her mama. It warmed him.

Trè bon. Mwen byen kontan. Vant plen?

Etienne had no qualms about speaking creole, it was the language he himself preferred honestly. He would cycle through french too at times. He had always had an ear for languages. Hoped to learn more, but he hadn't. He would have liked to learn some of @Anselm's and @Druid's but he had not learned. And there was no time now.

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