Ouroboros Spine Opportunity is the Tip of the Spear

See? She said it better. Nevertheless, he caught the pronunciation on his ears and tried memorize the inflections within the word. Inquip. Ickwhip. Icknip? No. Iqniq. Ugh. Maybe he needed to hear it a gazillion more times. Languages were clearly not his forte. Hell, he had trouble with his mother tongue enough as was. Words were hard. 

Meanings, however, when translated, he could understand. Except for when Toni gave them. Sometimes from the sky? A wolven brow lifted upon his head as he tried to figure out where that might have come from. Then she elaborated with a longer word he didn't understand before connecting a few of the missing dots. Ahh. Something from the sky that was on fire. He smirked. He'd kind of come on hard and fast now, hadn't he?

She settled upon the ground, twitching her ears towards a sound and thinking nothing of it. Kero lingered in a puddle. His ears flattened upon his crown as he stepped out of it and trod in a quick circle to rid the lingering wetness from his steps. All dry now, he realized he had nothing more to say. Oh. One last thing. "Thank you," he murmured, glancing towards her before he turned and slipped away, leaving his alphena to her lazy afternoon.

-Kero exits-