Swiftcurrent Creek Winter is a cruel creature

Kieran chuckled warmly at her, "Naw it isn't loike dohs. so'tiz musical, lyrical, fresh. not dat dohs ain't, oi'm not sure 'oy ter explain. so'tiz lighter oi guess, more carefree?" He shrugged not sure how else to proceed, he didn't know what to say or how to say it.

Kieran nodded his head in answer to her question. "Is é mo ainm Kieran O'Malley Dat is me name, yers wud be.Is é mo ainm Kaskara " He walked along beside her a small smile on his maw. He chuckled every now and again as he taught her his language. It was good to speak it again, and if she could learn it enough. Well he'd have someone to talk to with his home language.