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---- The other understood, and she was pleased. She understood the French he used but she had to think about it first. French and Italian were similar to certain degrees but she was just about as good with French as she was English. A smile was hanging on her muzzle as she broke her self-embrace to give him a slight wave before approaching. Maria didn't see this going very far but she needed to be friendly, especially if he was apart of this pack. "Maria Agapito," she spoke softly, her name drifting from her lips in heavy accent. "Little English, little French, no German," she said, offering him little. Perhaps she could break down some of the English, or better yet French and maybe he could do the same.
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