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09.Jun.22, 04:23 AM
Chirp didn’t seem all that keen to hear her name considering the way she slanted one eye open at Sironar before dozing off again. Chir snorted his amusement and gently rubbed his finger beneath the fire lizard’s chin with affection. It’s alright, Chirp. We’ve got time, don’t we? I bet Taith would be excited to meet you. That’s how I thought of your name, you know. He thought my name sounded close to Chirp and he liked it. The hunter wasn’t all that certain she could hear him or was even listening if she could, but it didn’t stop his steady flow of consciousness.
So when Siro suggested him thinking of pictures for her as images were easier to understand, Chir had no trouble at all doing just that. He didn’t have any true expectations of her. All he knew was that it would be nice to have someone around all the time who wouldn’t be bothered or inconvenienced by his muteness. He pictured her just as she was; curled up and content like a mouser lounging on a favored person. As long as she was safe and happy, he was happy.
Still, he didn’t discount any of Siri’s suggestions, filing them away for later. Maybe letter delivery would be helpful. If he ever got the hang of it. Admittedly, Chir struggled greatly with what little penmanship they’d worked on so far, and practicing made him feel…stupid, so he simply avoided it whenever Siro wasn’t actively pushing him to work on it. He did try to pay attention though. It was just so much! There were so many rules to it al and it didn’t come as innately to him as working with his hands. But he’d keep at it. Siro deserved that much for all the patience he had with him so far.
As he continued to stroke Chirp, the hunter tilted his head and tried clicking his tongue and squeaking his lips to mimic the fire lizard’s sounds. She woke quickly and tilted her head curiously at him when he managed a sound close to the first sound she’d made, and was rewarded by her scrambling up his chest with her needle-like claws as she found a new perch on his shoulder where she could trill directly into his ear to her heart’s content. Chir grinned and leaned away to try to escape the noise without success, only encouraging her excited antics when he repeated the sound.
Snickering, he pointed at her and signed an “okay” gesture at Sironar. I think she liked it.
So when Siro suggested him thinking of pictures for her as images were easier to understand, Chir had no trouble at all doing just that. He didn’t have any true expectations of her. All he knew was that it would be nice to have someone around all the time who wouldn’t be bothered or inconvenienced by his muteness. He pictured her just as she was; curled up and content like a mouser lounging on a favored person. As long as she was safe and happy, he was happy.
Still, he didn’t discount any of Siri’s suggestions, filing them away for later. Maybe letter delivery would be helpful. If he ever got the hang of it. Admittedly, Chir struggled greatly with what little penmanship they’d worked on so far, and practicing made him feel…stupid, so he simply avoided it whenever Siro wasn’t actively pushing him to work on it. He did try to pay attention though. It was just so much! There were so many rules to it al and it didn’t come as innately to him as working with his hands. But he’d keep at it. Siro deserved that much for all the patience he had with him so far.
As he continued to stroke Chirp, the hunter tilted his head and tried clicking his tongue and squeaking his lips to mimic the fire lizard’s sounds. She woke quickly and tilted her head curiously at him when he managed a sound close to the first sound she’d made, and was rewarded by her scrambling up his chest with her needle-like claws as she found a new perch on his shoulder where she could trill directly into his ear to her heart’s content. Chir grinned and leaned away to try to escape the noise without success, only encouraging her excited antics when he repeated the sound.
Snickering, he pointed at her and signed an “okay” gesture at Sironar. I think she liked it.
