The Girl Who Could Fly

*Faite* · 09-23-2016, 06:32 PM

Oops. It seemed like she had upset him. She noted how he pinned back his ears and her own would flick back apologetically. She'd only been teasing him and certainly hadn't meant to hurt his feelings. Of course she could talk enough for the both of them - but it would certainly help if she didn't scare him off before they could actually get a conversation going. She supposed if he was rude he could just leave. He looked horribly uncomfortable just standing there with his back turned towards her. Well actually she would probably be the one leaving now that she thought about it. He obviously had been here first in terms of living if he knew exactly where to hide his stash of herbs.

"Salutem, Faite. I am Oleander,"

Oh. Oh! He talked! He actually talked! Her tail waved behind her as he introduced himself and the foreign greeting flew right over her head for the time being. It wasn't enough of the different language to register in her brain that he'd even spoken anything different other than the common tongue. She was more excited by the fact that he'd said something to her. Despite how happy she was on the inside, she calmed her outward appearance so she wouldn't scare him away with her silly antics. She was a strange one and probably a tad bit too friendly.

"Nice to meet you Oleander." The smile she flashed him this time was genuine and in no way teasing.

She blinked as a creature came from practically nowhere. Blue and gold gaze peered at him curiously as she studied the canine creature. He almost looked like a coyote except certain features were noticeably different. So he wasn't a coyote but he was something for sure. She was a little bit more surprised when he introduced himself as Cedar. Once the shock wore off she offered the... thing the same friendly smile she'd offered Ollie and even a chuckle as he excused his companion for not being so talkative.

"It's quite alright, I don't mind, but it's nice to meet you Cedar."

"Yes, contristatus, I am sorry,"

The male still seemed uneasy, but a little less so with his friend nearby, or so she observed. She was less focused on his lack of talking and more on what he had said so far. She definitely caught on to the strange word the second time and now she was more than curious. It wasn't a language she understood, but she liked the idea of it.

"What language is it that you're speaking?"

Walk, "Talk" Think

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