HANDS OF A THIEF ☆ beast

[hushsound.]

When Tanteri came plummeting from the skies towards him, Hush immediately tensed up, flashbacks of when they had sparred and he had accidentally knocked the dinosaur out plaguing his mind. Thankfully, Tanteri opened his wings at the last second, as he usually did, and Hushsound slowly felt himself relax, slumping down a bit beside the body of the mutated deer beside him. After all the excitement from the battle before, Hush had been terrified he would have to deal eith Tanteri injuring himself as well. He had seen the flying dinosaur plummet from the sky multiple times before, but it still didn't put him any more at ease when Tanteri decided to go into a free fall. It was simply against Hush's every instinct to go falling down from the sky by choice, and he doubted that it would ever become second nature to him like Tanteri if he ever somehow obtained wings. When Tanteri settled against the ground, standing back on his sharp talons, Hush opened his mouth to begin speaking to the other, but he was already being interrupted, Tanteri's loud voice asking him a question he absolutely couldn't answer. He barely knew anything about deer, let alone something like an "ajcaceratops." Even just the name of the species made him shift uncomfortably, his brain grasping as straws when trying to provide him with an image to match the name. He could only assume it looked sort of like a deer, but he had never exactly studied dinosaurs in any sort of in depth way, so he knew it was a lost cause. So, instead, he just settled back and let Tanteri rant and ramble for a few seconds until he was finally done talking, letting Hush get a word in edgewise. He considered trying to write while Tanteri talked, but he knew better than that – Tanteri would've just thought it was a drawing anyways.

Once Tanteri finished speaking, Hush lifted himself up on his back paws before bopping Tanteri gently on the beak in a sort of friendly and teasing way. He then said softly as he moved to grab the handle of his sword in his paws, beginning to yank it up and out of the mutated creature's skull, "It did attack me, but I'm alright. Just got a little bit caught off guard and batted around, but I'm not seriously hurt. Hopefully this thing will make some good meat for the trouble... and it's not a... ajc... ajc... ajca... whatever you said. It's a deer, it's just mutated. I think it might've come from Tanglewood. I hear their territory has a lot of radiation..." He wasn't blaming the other group, since it was obvious that the now dead deer was feral and had just ended up wandering over, but it made sense that something so mutated would come from a swamp full of radiation. He had met one or two of the members of the allied group, and usually they had flashy or interesting mutations that they either prided themselves on, or had just become entirely used to. It seemed very odd to Hush, but he was the reincarnation of an ancient hero, and it wasn't exactly as if The Typhoon didn't have some weird traditions and quirks, so he was in no position to criticize.

[glow=black,2,300]LOVE IS NOT A VICTORY MARCH[/glow]