Chirp. Ear-twitch. Up comes his head and after a minute, his face tints with the faintest of blushes. It's probably no surprise but one hand/paw gives the stormy-sea-coated animal an affectionate skritch.
"Is Ty'Rekh. Rrrr-enne go-t leahrrrrn."
He learned. Sort of. His posture's still quite off and he's too high on the back. Saddle? Bridle? Tack? What means these? And his first days, oh Jim-Boy, he was inordinantly clumsy back then.
Re: Of Power and Other Profound Things
Chirp. Ear-twitch. Up comes his head and after a minute, his face tints with the faintest of blushes. It's probably no surprise but one hand/paw gives the stormy-sea-coated animal an affectionate skritch.
"Is Ty'Rekh. Rrrr-enne go-t leahrrrrn."
He learned. Sort of. His posture's still quite off and he's too high on the back. Saddle? Bridle? Tack? What means these? And his first days, oh Jim-Boy, he was inordinantly clumsy back then.