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The other man greets with civility, though as he inquires Aiolos picks up quickly to the heavily accented voice. He, obviously, was not from here as Aiolos was, though that did not mean he was a foreigner to Aiolos by any means. Having lived in Yuelong for quite some time, he had adapted to the clipped and accented vocals of many who had come and gone from the island. This man's accent however was different, one which Aiolos remembered from another land some time ago...

There. The fiery coated wolf gestures with a jut of his cream and ginger muzzle. Deciding he did not speak common well, Aiolos made well to avoid sentences where they were not needed. They were wolves, after all, and need not words to reflect communication and Aiolos was accustom to language barriers. Aiolos turns back, the tail ay his backside relaxed between his legs, russet ears perked high with curious nature though he stands erect, confident.

He decides then, to test the waters... Θα ήταν αυτό που σου αρέσει περισσότερο;