Stuck In These Memories

She listened... and Lykos couldn't appreciate that more. Completely oblivious to the slight irritation, he had continued until his point was finished. He did, however, get distracted by her tail; it was super long - a lot longer than his, and his mother's... and his siblings. It was nearly fascentating, though he didn't mention it. Then it started raining of course, and the boy winced, a growl rumbling in his throat as he shot an angry glare up at the sky. He didn't like rain. At all. Flipping his head back down, he focused on Mercy. He frowned at Mercy's words. Why make things complicated? "Well, that's dumb," he uttered with a sense of finality to his voice. He continued frowning at her depiction of... little ones, and while he was curious by what she meant with more, he let the subject drop, focusing instead on tigers. And badassery.

His tail beat on the ground at Mercy's own excitement. "I'd love that," he breathed in awe. He couldn't help but grin at her laughter - for once he wasn't angry that someone was laughing at him, which was quite the rarity for the young boy. He'd wilt at her words quietly... a soft whine, a but. That didn't keep him down long as she continued, though, and he perked back up. She had been learning then? Oh, okay! So, learn first, then fight the tigers. Well, that did make sense. She then turned around and repeated her name, and he frowned. Nope. He'd still not be able to say it; he'd have to practice quietly. But... the meaning of it! "That fits you," he told her, before frowning. "I don't know what my name means. I should find out." Yes, he really should. He should probably talk to his mother period; he hadn't been spending much time with her.