BABY FLAT-LINE / myhri

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VIDEO KILLED THE RADIO STAR — tags

An only slightly familiar voice enters his senses, causing him to stop, ears swiveling in the direction of the male as he turns towards him. He offers a smile to Myhri, recognizing the canine from his joining. In response to his question, he would only gesture towards their surroundings, unsure of how else to explain it. Perhaps it would be a good idea for him to learn sign language. Would he even be able to accomplish every gesture, with his paws? Either way, he could not do so right now. He wasn't so sure where to find resources for it, anyway. He wishes he could, at the very least, tell folks his name. Unfortunately, his only means of communication was paper and pencil - if granted, and then his own attempts to play charades.

He takes himself out of his head for now, though, shuffling his paws slightly now. He was not so sure of how to hold a conversation with no voice, and felt awkward about it. However, his stomach - what had grabbed the canine's attention in the first place - would break any silence, letting out a low rumble. He makes an almost annoyed face towards it, a slanted frown upon his features. His body was never so loud before.