MORE OF HIM TO LOVE;; open-joining

[roan ;]

Oh, shit. Some part of Roan knew that he had been communicating with the squirrel, hoping for it to be able to understand him. However, a larger part of him had thought that nothing would come of it, and the creature would just stare at him blankly. Instead, when the other nodded his head, the sage found himself slightly flabbergasted, blue eyes wide. He opened his muzzle to ask more questions of the tiny creature, but was cut off by the prey animal pointing wildly at his bone, clearly trying to communicate something. It took a moment before the draconic feline spoke again, his head tilting to one side, "Chickenbone? Is that your name? A bit of an odd name for a squirrel, but... I guess I wouldn't really know squirrel culture." He still felt a little bit silly talking to Chickenbone, but at least he knew that the thing could actually understand him, and he wasn't just talking to the open air.

However, his quiet conversation with Chickenbone was interrupted by the presence of Devland, which was less than ideal for a number of reasons. Upon hearing the other, Roan's ears briefly pinned down, narrowly avoiding snagging on his horns, "He's not food... at least I don't think. I asked if he could understand me, and he nodded. And I asked him what his name was... I think it's something to do with bone. I said Chickenbone." The sage's tail then flicked back and forth as he looked back to the tiny squirrel, reaching a paw out to curiously tap him on the head, "And yeah, I saw the hat..." He hesitated for a moment before he questioned Chicken further, a soft hum leaving him, "If you can understand me... you must be intelligent, right? Are you looking for a place to stay?" He had no doubt Devland would use this as further teasing fodder later, but Roan also knew he wouldn't run out of fodder no matter what he said or did.

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