Swiftcurrent Creek Hellooooo? Anyone here?

the call was for alessia, but aditya answered it regardless, strolling up to the borders with his tail high. he arrived a little later than he normally would have; he had been engaged with the pups in idle play, marveling at how quickly they grew as the days went by. he still smelled of milk and shit and other baby smells and his face was suffused with joy. still, he quickly put on a businesslike mien.

kaun hain? he asked brusquely, cocking his head at the man. alessia kaise jante hain? the new normal was leaning on names, hoping that using as many familiar concepts and words as possible in conversation would overcome the language barrier (or, at least, bridge the divide somewhat). the common tongue had not yet returned to him, not, at least, in speech.