08-21-2019, 04:57 PM
[glow=#000,1,400]MY MAMA SAID THAT I'M NOT LIVING RIGHT. YOU RAISED A LION, MAMA, I AIN'T LYING, MAMA — ｡+ﾟ.[/glow]
Wormwood didn't flinch away as Ament got closer, as he had seen many of their other clanmates do when the raptor decided he wanted to get into their space, instead just smiling evenly. He can hear the hearty purr that Ament gives him in greeting, and he returns it in a soft and warm chuff that is the closest that he can give to a returning purr. Unfortunately for the warm and friendly male, lions weren't able to return the greeting purrs that so many of his other clanmates made at him, so he had to just respond with the calm and slightly odd sounding chuffs that his vocal chords were able to produce. Thankfully, Ament was somewhat in the same boat as him, since the raptor seemed able to both produce the chuff sound and understand it. Seeing that there was seemingly no understanding of his offer in Ament's eyes, the lion just chuckled and rumbled as his tail flicked from side to side, [glow=#165042,1,400]"Ah, it's good to see you too, Ament. I'm glad to see that you're in a good mood."[/glow] He knew that the raptor couldn't understand the exact words that he was saying, but he hoped that his friendly tone could communicate that he was pleased with Ament.
He then let his tail flick gently against Ament's shoulder as a signal for the slightly taller creature to pay attention, gesturing over his shoulder for the raptor to follow. He moved slowly, making sure that Ament was actually following him before he led the raptor along towards the town, knowing that or was the time of the day where most people were either inside or out on patrols, so there would be no one around to annoy Ament and make him become hostile. He led the feral beast along until they reached his small home, the first destination on Wormwood's tour to try and get Ament a bit more used to the clan that really was his new home, even if the utahraptor didn't see it that way yet. Stopping in front of his porch, he punctuated each word he let out with a gesture to hopefully help Ament understand what he was trying to get across, [glow=#165042,1,400]"This is where you can find me if you ever need me for something. It's my home, and where I am most of the time when I'm not out hunting or something. Unfortunately I can't leave it too much lately cause of my injuries."[/glow] He motioned between himself and his home to show that it was his, before making a bit of an unhappy face and raising up his injured leg when he explained he couldn't leave a lot.
Trying to communicate in a more baseline primal and easily digestible way was an interesting challenge for Wormwood, but he actually found that he enjoyed taking it on. After his experiences with Draekon – and even before then – Worm had come to see feral or mostly feral creatures as more of just an alternative way of existing, rather than an inferior way like most others did. Sure, maybe Ament was a bit more quick to attack than most of them, and maybe he didn't speak in full sentences – or even words in general – but that didn't mean he wasn't a member of their group, and because of that Worm found that he liked being friends with Ament, and with the other feral members of their group, like Roy. All that it actually meant was that you had to adapt to communicate with them, like learning a new language, and Worm had always loved learning about others.
He then let his tail flick gently against Ament's shoulder as a signal for the slightly taller creature to pay attention, gesturing over his shoulder for the raptor to follow. He moved slowly, making sure that Ament was actually following him before he led the raptor along towards the town, knowing that or was the time of the day where most people were either inside or out on patrols, so there would be no one around to annoy Ament and make him become hostile. He led the feral beast along until they reached his small home, the first destination on Wormwood's tour to try and get Ament a bit more used to the clan that really was his new home, even if the utahraptor didn't see it that way yet. Stopping in front of his porch, he punctuated each word he let out with a gesture to hopefully help Ament understand what he was trying to get across, [glow=#165042,1,400]"This is where you can find me if you ever need me for something. It's my home, and where I am most of the time when I'm not out hunting or something. Unfortunately I can't leave it too much lately cause of my injuries."[/glow] He motioned between himself and his home to show that it was his, before making a bit of an unhappy face and raising up his injured leg when he explained he couldn't leave a lot.
Trying to communicate in a more baseline primal and easily digestible way was an interesting challenge for Wormwood, but he actually found that he enjoyed taking it on. After his experiences with Draekon – and even before then – Worm had come to see feral or mostly feral creatures as more of just an alternative way of existing, rather than an inferior way like most others did. Sure, maybe Ament was a bit more quick to attack than most of them, and maybe he didn't speak in full sentences – or even words in general – but that didn't mean he wasn't a member of their group, and because of that Worm found that he liked being friends with Ament, and with the other feral members of their group, like Roy. All that it actually meant was that you had to adapt to communicate with them, like learning a new language, and Worm had always loved learning about others.
— Reggan