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*Kyarst* · 03-21-2015, 04:16 PM

Bryn remained where she was, keeping a golden eye upon the she-wolf. Kyarst now settled himself in the tree, pleased to know that the woman did not claim this place to be her own. Wolves could get so touchy about their homes. He let loose an airy chuckle as she seemed astounded and amused that he'd managed to climb the tree. Oh, so she hadn't seen it done before. "This one climbs trees," chirped Bryn, reaffirming that Kyarst was indeed in a tree. Kyarst flashed her a green eyed gaze to silence her rambling and then focused upon the woman. "I learned as a child. It's not so hard." His uncle had taught him, and for a moment he found himself fondly thinking of Ortzi and the fateful day he'd learned that trees were excellent vantage points. It had taken him a while to learn which trees were for climbing and which were best left alone. The moment he'd seen these oaks, though, he'd known he was in the right sort of place for a climb. He angled his gaze down, standing like a great jungle cat among the leaves and branches. "Although, I wouldn't say it was easy, either." It wasn't. Oftentimes he fell and injured himself. It was a small miracle he'd managed to look like a pro on this particular occasion. He flashed a simplistic smile and relaxed onto the branch, allowing his midsection to lay down while his paws curled up close to him to avoid hanging off of the tree. His tail, however, did hang down like a serpent - waving in the breeze idly.

"Kyarst talks,"
"Bryn talks,"

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