LEARNED FROM A DREAM . Savage Raptor

[hushsound.]

To say that Hushsound was startled when Owen came up to his side would have been an understatement, since he jumped rather violently at the appearance of a clanmate that he had never met before, one that was warning him to be careful. He blinked over at the canine for a long moment and opened his mouth up for a moment, before snapping it back shut, not really sure what he could say – not that he could even express his thoughts properly if he wanted to, anyways. He just gave a nod of his head, his tail flicking from side to side before his attention was once again pulled over to Ament, who seemed to have realized that he was being approached by some crewmates of the Typhoon. Hush couldn't see what the raptor's inner thoughts were, but he could certainly see the feeling of rage that came over the feral, instinct driven animal's face. He felt himself instinctively step back, his head twitching a bit as his gaze flicked back at the sword that was resting against his waist. He didn't want to hurt the newcomer, since he wasn't aware of Ament's motivations yet, but he wouldn't hesitate to pull out his sword if need be, and take the creature on himself. Still, it also seemed as though Owen knew what he was doing as well, so perhaps that wouldn't be necessary.

Thankfully for all of those present, it seemed as though Ament managed to calm himself, his scaled body settling as he took a very deep breath. Hush was grateful that Ament seemed to have settled, but he also couldn't help the pout that came to his muzzle when the raptor stepped over his writing, completely ignoring it. Hush was now very sure that Ament couldn't understand what he had written, but it was still kinda upsetting for his writing to be completely ignored. Still, he was startled when Ament stepped over his writing just to get closer to he and Owen, making a soft chuffing noise that made Hushsound blink in surprise. He hesitated for a moment, glancing over at Owen in a silent question of what he should do, before he forced himself to relax, the fur along his spine settling before he mumbled in his rough voice, wondering if speaking would actually change the fact that Ament couldn't understand him, "Erm... hello? Can you understand me right now?" If Ament didn't respond, Hush desperately hoped that Owen would be able to do something, since Hush had no idea how to approach the strange situation.

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