Boartusk Heights for the findings,

She gave it and he took it, her sharp, direct tone being matched by his own low rumble lined with confidence... and he spoke their language, too! It was pleasant, to hear their native tongue on a handsome man once more. It had not been this way since Basìlio, who was also a behemoth of a man who had captured away the attention of their Matriarca. Had he stayed, perhaps they would have held a new and far more capable Patriarca now...but, oh well...

You assume correct. The little fox smiles, fed by the slightest of smirks of his own as he introduces himself. 

I am. She agrees, toeing with the edge of the rise. She wasn't all that far up from him, not at all. Which was probably best given her next move. Y yo pensaría que tú también eres fuerte? She lifts up just the slightest, leaning back as she does so. Catch me then! And she leaps from her perch, to either A. Crash right onto his back. B. He would lift and meet her, so that she might fall into his chest and in his arms quite cutely or C. He would move and she would smack right into the rock ground at his feet.