Pans Friend
10-09-2020, 07:58 PM
When Pan got kissed he responded in kind, sort of. The little pangolin’s tongue was a sticky thing so he instead just reached up with a clawed hand to gently scratch her forehead while it was down low. At the suggestion of going off to find the rotten log Pan looked back to Naiche who made his way forward and lowered his shoulder. Yes, Naiche was a taxi service for his little pangolin. “He seems to prefer the termites over grubs,” Naiche casually responded, “Give him the option between both and the termites and ants are the first things to go.” Naiche’s head was tilted up and angled while Pan was climbing on, “It was sweet of you to search for food for him. Have you found chances to practice anything we played around with last time?” Naiche would have used other terms instead of ‘play’ except she seemed so easily pressured on hunting details he was attempting to soften this as much as possible. He had been practicing on his training and tolerance after all! With Pan fully on and in his normal spot between shoulders and head Naiche moved to follow with Rue. Speech:"Live to fight" Think
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