one voice [★] howl

[roan ;]

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Howling. It was not a foreign concept to Roan, although he had never done it himself. Never possessed the canine body that was so fit for doing so, and even if he had, he didn't much see the point of it. He knew wolves used howls for communication, but weren't words just as good? He supposed a howl could carry over a longer distance, but it also didn't have as much specificity as simply calling for someone. After all, how was someone who wasn't well versed in howls meant to tell the difference between simple sadness and a legitimate injury? Happiness, or a call to others? It wasn't a system that Roan was too intent on learning about, either, considering there were only a few wolves within The Typhoon that he knew of.

This did mean that the soothsayer didn't quite know what was going on when he heard Keona's howl echoing through the sky. She didn't sound pained, but he still didn't want to take any chances. As a result, he was quite to grab his satchel up in his jaws, slipping it on over his body before he rushed off in the direction of the noise. When he arrived to see that his half-sister was completely fine, sitting near the railroad and stretching her vocal chords, he couldn't help feeling minorly annoyed. As his tail twitched irritably behind him, he questioned Keona directly, "Keona? Why are you... doing that? I didn't peg you for the type to be driven by canine instincts." Hopefully she would actually be able to hear him, considering she was still howling. He couldn't help the way that the sound made his ears flatten, seeming so much louder while up close.

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