It took a long while for the man to turn towards her. In that time, the giant black creature had fixated its attention on the silvery girl, and though she was not afraid of it she didn't like the way it kept sniffing and snuffling in her direction. Just to be safe, she gave the peculiar critter a wide birth.

His reaction to what China had considered a rather civil eye-opener was somewhat explosive. There was a great shout of what she recognised as cursing, but the words were unfamiliar. What, in Earthmother's name, was a bastard? And why would he be wanting to make a cake out of its fecal covered face? Bewildered, the girl managed a look of polite curiosity. It took more than a short fused temper to scare off China Rose - Rather, it pulled her in, for she sought as all hippies to spread peace rather than disruption. "Golly! No need to get so cross, honey!" Rather than wariness, her voice sounded mildly chiding, but more amused than anything else.

Cerulean eyes looked to the mole, but figured that maybe she would let this one slide. The little critter didn't look too appealing, after all. The little man was speaking again, in a somewhat quieter, but still angry-sounding tone. It was difficult to make out each word he said, but the silvery girl was an intelligent sort, and she got the gist of it. "I'm Razekiel's daughter... Kaena's granddaughter." That usually got a result out of any proud packmember. Kaena seemed to be some sort of revered queen to them, and China could easily see why. Her grandmother was a very impressive figure, and the girl was rather proud of the similarities they bore in appearance.

She took another hesitant step closer, keeping one eye on the huge ebony monster as she did. "Well hello there, Cotl. I'm China Rose, but you can call me China," then, unable to resist, she simply pointed at the man's companion, "What IS that handsome creature?"

The short man sure did seem a serious sort.

China wasn't sure quite what it was about him, but he made her want to giggle, rather badly. Perhaps it was the way that his scowl seemed altogether too big for his face, or maybe it was the crazy coloring of his eyes. Either way, it conjured within the silver Lykoi princess the urge to hug him very tightly.

She figured that might not go down too well, and so restrained herself. Just.

He didn't look particularly impressed as she listed off her blood ties to the very heart of Inferni. Most seemed, at the least, surprised that a creature so innocent and fickle could belong to the same thick veins of the coyote mafia, and Kaena Lykoi herself. But he, this delightful orange imp, seemed to care absolutely nothing about this rather delightful peace of information, which threw China slightly off guard. She had just begun to wonder whether or not his face knew how to pull a different expression, when that ebony maw opened to release another bizarre stream of accusatory insults.

The girl's first reaction was to take a step back, her long, elegant ears folding back to close-cropped crown of granite. But as with his last outburst, the girl did not utter a sound, instead lifting a hand to her mouth to hold in the giggles that wanted desperately to break free as the man began to talk. He had the most amusing way of speaking, in such an absolutely strange voice so dark and growly that it fit his too-big scowl to perfection. China listened to the words, trying to pull from them something she already knew. "Maschine? Horse?" Devious cornflower blue eyes looked again to the giant beast, with somewhat of a bewildered adoration. How handsome he would look, with his mane and tail braided and decorated with flowers! She wondered if the male would let her. " A horse... Can I... Can I touch him, Cotl? Oh, can I pleeaase?!" Her fingers itched to touch the silky black, and she looked to the coydog with a bubbly smile.

It seemed the handsome, albeit obviously grumpy, orange male was determined to keep that scowl on his features. China wanted to tell him that if the wind changed, he might get stuck like that forever - But she decided on a second thought that he might not really mind that. Unless she had stumbled on Cotl in a particularly sour mood, it seemed that the coyote had only one template expression, and it certainly was not a welcoming one.

This did not phase China. She was hippie, born and bred, and her shallow love knew no barriers in the depths of that scowl. A smile of absolute glee brightened maw as the male finally acquitted to her wishes, verbally allowing her to touch his handsome beast, although the arms crossed over his chest said otherwise.

The eggshell blue of her eyes glittered merrily at the little fellow, her long limbs tucking upward in a delighted jump. "Oh, thankyou!" The urge to hug him was still there, and strongly so, but he did look rather strong and menacing, and she did not really wish to push her luck.

The girl turned to the handsome black stallion with the rare white facial markings, studying him a moment as though she could understand more about him by gazing into his equine eyes. "Hmmm..." She may have been many things, but China Rose was in no way stupid, and not even she had the dull wit to lunge at a massive creature whose temperament was unknown. Rather, she turned quickly from the pair and scuffled about the frosty landscape for a moment, rummaging in various bushes until she found what she was looking for. It was a rather rozen, chilled piece of vine - Honeysuckle. She hoped that maybe the equine might take it as a peace offering.

Turning back to the horse, China beamed at Cotl a moment, before fixing her attention on the stallion. She knew the very basics of low speech, having gathered enough from her well-versed sisters to piece together a stumbling but polite greeting for the stallion. The sounds that came out of her mouth were odd and jumbled, but the attempt was clearly made, and at the end she held the vine out towards the regal ebony beast as a peace offering.

The stallion did not seem surprised by her stumbling attempts to speak his language, and from this China could only assume that the handsome ebony beast who dwarfed his small orange companion had met a low-speaking luperci before. She was delighted that he had understood her, and smiled broadly to the horse's gentle reply. She would have tried to speak with the stallion further, something that would not have been too successful considering her limitations with the language, but was interrupted by the black-haired man. To his comment, she nodded her head sharply, causing her elegant charcoal bob-cut of hair to dance about lightly blushed features. "Oh, well, yes. I suppose I can, a bit. I'm not too good at it, to be honest with you, hon - I learned from my sisters, and they're real good like." Pretty blue eyes moved from the male to the horse, then back again.

Cotl and Maschine seemed to have a pretty close relationship. It was obvious from his physical language that the stallion held his Luperci friend in a great level of respect. China wondered absently if Cotl also knew lowspeech, but was distracted by his question. Her palm reached out to stroke the silky muzzle of the stallion, if he would allow it, while she considered an answer. "Well... I wasn't really born in Inferni, see," It was a topic that somewhat embarrassed the silvery girl, the fact that she had come to this place only to flee from war and return months later, "I was born in a place pretty far away from here. And I guess I just haven't really thought about getting one since I've been back." She admitted lightly, offering the male a gentle smile. "What about you, love? Where are you from? You've got that, erm, interesting way of speaking and whatnot, so I assume Inferni isn't your birthplace either."