oath of silence

Ysmir could whisper when forced but that almost hurt more than the whine he just let out. He’d been better at it when he was a younger puppy, or it hadn’t hurt as much he wasn’t sure. The stranger was satisfied though, his words to cease were unneeded as the boy quieted again. He nodded slightly at the assessment. Maybe he was faulty, but he’d never been faulted for it growing up. His intelligence, and his sibling’s interpretation, helped.

Dual toned eyes watched as the man seated himself, relaxing considerably now that he had more of the truth. Ysmir tried not to see any pity, he lacked in one ability but he excelled in others. Like all of life there was some game of give and take, he didn’t feel disabled. His siblings could speak and they could speak for him, Fin was an expert in understanding the boy’s gestures. He could communicate, but not verbally.

Ysmir showed off how loud he could be with a defensive sounding snort at the thought that Barenziah had to compensate for him in any way. Alright except for the getting lost thing, but they didn’t talk about that. His brows furrowed and he shook the gyrfalcon from her perch unceremoniously. He paid in the form of talon through flesh but it was a superficial wound at best. The raptor labored into the sky instead of just hopping to the ground. She didn’t take long to start soaring above them, acting as if she wasn’t keeping a very close eye on the boy.

Ysmir’s attention was fully on Iarlaith now, he stomped his foot challengingly. Those were fighting words and the boy wanted an apology or a spar to back them up.