Swiftcurrent Creek How do ye do

Kieran backed off even more at the curling of a lip. HE did not wish to have his face laid into by another. That had happened once in his life and it was enough for a lifetime. "Sorry aboyt dat" He hadn't meant to completely take over the other's space.

Kieran understood the common tongue fluently. He also spoke it, though it was garbled and a bit accented. That was exactly why it sounded so obscure. HE tilted his head as the other answered him, and he dipped his muzzle in response. "Ah oi'm gran' so. kieran o'malley at yisser service"