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*Kyarst* · 03-21-2015, 05:01 PM

The she-wolf seemed both interested in he and his talking bird. As Kyarst lounged in the tree he noted that she would go as far as to question Bryn directly. His ears tipped forward amusedly, wondering if Bryn would honor her with an answer. "Bryn knows other birds that can talk," the grackle prattled on aimlessly. "Bryn likes this one, so she talks to him." she added on, gesturing with her beak toward the cobalt man in the tree. Kyarst merely shrugged in case the she-wolf was looking his way. He had learned quickly that there was no explaining Bryn. He watched the woman move toward him, raising herself up to see him more closely. He had lost some of his advantage, given she was so tall and the branch was unusually low. "Hello there," he crooned in reaction to her proximity. "Kyarst Armada," he introduced himself with an extra ounce of pride in his lineage. He stretched his muzzle and head down lower, closer to where the woman's was. Deep bass notes rolled of of his tongue like sweet wine, "And who might you be?"

"Kyarst talks,"
"Bryn talks,"

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