Only just remembered this x'D
He'd been wanting to learn Cherokee for a while. He'd turned his nose up at the idea for a time, but that was when he was a boy. He was a man grown by now, and he wanted something to teach his children, and something to use to make others of the tribe respect him more. He could hardly speak like a lumbering idiot if it was in another language, right? After all, his elvish was soft and perfect, with no flaws like when he spoke in English. So with Cherokee, or AniWayan, whatever the language was that AniWanas seemed to speak, it would hopefully be no different.
The only teacher he knew about in the tribe was Aranck. Not only was he a teacher, but he was also fluent in Cherokee, or so he'd heard. The strapping young man patrolled around the village, where he'd heard he'd find the elder, with a hopeful yet grim smile on his face. He was determined to learn something new, and he would force himself to enjoy it! The pups wouldn't be young and un-learned for long, so learning a couple of languages - he planned to teach them elvish as well as cherokee - would be best when they were young. He knew that Gemma was already teaching them what she knew, and he wanted to be a part of that as well. And so, the hunt for the tribe's elderly teacher was on.
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