01-13-2020, 07:29 PM
Roxanne definitely loved Spanish, it reminded her of someone that had been dear to her at one point. But, the things she cherished never seemed to stay, she knew that was the harsh way of life and Roxanne was already coming to terms with it. But, that hadn't stopped her from teaching her son the language she had grown to love so much. It was always so nice to hear him speaking the dialect he was taught, Roan gave her a kiss and started going outside more frequently. It made her happy knowing that he was enjoying his time outside even though, she still worried quite a bit about him. She was already up and cleaning her home in case she got visitors which wasn't for quite some time, she used her tail to sweep away at dust and sand that gathered over the night throwing it outside with a swift movement of her tail. Roxanne was concentrated onto her task for the time being until she could hear two people speaking outside; her son and the cowboy.
She stepped outside shaking her tail rapidly in the air before her gaze locked onto both Roan and Revolver, her pupils widened at the sight of a beaver. Did Roan drag them all the way over here? Did it hurt him? Was it going to hurt him? The thought made her whole body puff up as she strode over soon catching onto the Spanish that her son was speaking, which immediately soothed her. He was getting so much better at the language itself, it made her heart flutter with pride even if it only subtly distracted her from the animal he had brought back. She would have put on a stern face at her son but she wasn't even able to do that as she spoke with a faint smile on her maw "Where did you bring this from, mijito?" She finally asked with a tilt of her head still very much wary of the beaver. "character's speech."
She stepped outside shaking her tail rapidly in the air before her gaze locked onto both Roan and Revolver, her pupils widened at the sight of a beaver. Did Roan drag them all the way over here? Did it hurt him? Was it going to hurt him? The thought made her whole body puff up as she strode over soon catching onto the Spanish that her son was speaking, which immediately soothed her. He was getting so much better at the language itself, it made her heart flutter with pride even if it only subtly distracted her from the animal he had brought back. She would have put on a stern face at her son but she wasn't even able to do that as she spoke with a faint smile on her maw "Where did you bring this from, mijito?" She finally asked with a tilt of her head still very much wary of the beaver. "character's speech."