MORE OF HIM TO LOVE;; open-joining

[roan ;]

In most cases, herb collecting was relatively stress free for Roan. All it involved was patrolling around his usual areas, and looking to see if anything had grown since his last go around. Most of the time, he didn't have anything falling on him from above, hitting him on the head as he grew close to the trees. The young sage's head had been lowered, his jaws just about to clamp down on the base of a catmint plant, when all of a sudden he felt something solid collide with his skull. A soft yelp left the draconic feline as he wildly looked around, trying to identify what had fallen on his head. It wouldn't have surprised him if it was some prank 0ut in place by Trygve, but it seemed like a lot of preparation, especially to set up in a random tree that Roan only visited every so often. With his tail twitching and lashing behind him, the feline eventually found the squirrel child, pausing in confusion when he saw the creature. He was used to most squirrels staying firmly within the trees, and he was also used to them not using weaponry, but this one hardly seemed to be all that normal, considering the bone he had with him, and the hat he was wearing.

Roan seemed to hesitate for a moment, trying to parse out if the squirrel was just a piece of prey playing dress up, or a legitimately intelligent being. Pushing away his aggravation from earlier – it was now replaced by heavy curiosity – the feline found himself muttering, "Uh... hello there, little guy..." He glanced around after he spoke, as if trying to make sure that nobody else was watching, just to make sure he wouldn't look too crazy. Turning his gaze back down to the prey animal, Roan found himself questioning softly, "Sorry about the whole... collision? Can you understand me? Do you have a name?" He felt a bit silly asking such things of a squirrel, but he figured it was only right to do so before just adding him to the prey pile.

[glow=#D15540,1,000]" stay by my side, high or low tide " ♡[/glow]