Snails

He probably would have continued with this snail until it went back into the grass, but because he hadn't been paying attention he sort of froze when his aunt leaned against him without a word. Razor looked at her for a moment, the smaller woman worried him a bit. Frowning slightly, he knew silence was also his own way of communication. It must have been something to do with the challenge. He didn't know anything about it really, as his black tail twitched - his brain racked through ways to make Amalia feel better already. The confused look on his face trying to concentrate.

"*kishi kaisei" he said softly as he smiled a little and rubbed his face against Amalia. He knew that she couldn't understand him, but it was a reassuring phrase none the less. As he looked back towards the snail he made sure to stand strong so that his aunt could lean against him. "He's so small and slow, but he looks like he doesn't have a care in the world." he whispered softly.

*Literally: Wake from death and return to life
Meaning: To come out of a desperate situation and make a complete return in one sudden burst.
"RazorSHARP"