more like wet willows
01-01-2022, 02:52 PM
“Hattori. I’m assuming that’s your name?” Aster jumped off her branch and flew to another, lower hanging, and leaned forward to inspect the red and black wolf. “At! Tor! Eyeee! Am I pronouncing that right? You’re not the chatty sort, so if the only word you said is your name, then I’d be a poor listener and conversationalist if I didn’t bother to learn how to pronounce your name! Is it the only word you can speak? Oh, maybe you’re like a reverse bird, like when a bird is fluent in their native bird language but can only repeat one or two words of a non-bird language. Maybe that’s you?”