Lion Head Mesa you got a fast car, is it fast enough so we can fly away?

Aha thanks <3 He's a total dork too lol xD

At the male's next reaction, he flinched slightly. It was purely out of shock, never had be been accustomed to something such as laughter. His shocked expression soon turned, his eyes furrowing once more in deep confusion. What was so funny? He tried to look at himself, but quickly realised he did not have that skill. Looking worriedly at the male, he wondered what was wrong with him. The sound erupting from him resembled choking, and at once did he tense. If he had to perform CPR, Currawong really would smother him. Taking a hesitant step back from the male's falling figure, he considered leaving. He defiantly didn't want to rely on him if he suffered from choking-falling disease while on the mountain. As the male looked up at him from the ground, he grimaced. That wasn't natural, that's was definitely not natural. The lopsided grin he received was pretty funny, and he let out a sound that resembled a moose in labour, his laugh. 

Ironically, he did not flinch when the male jumped right up. The laughter had subsided and he looked uncertain at the mountain. Why would he not fall? Everything fell. It was gravity, and it could not be disturbed. Or so said his sister, who miraculously had gotten herself lost somewhere in the Teekon. The next grin he received, he did not like. It was mischievous, daring infact. On any normal day, he would decline to climb the rock, but this was a challenge. Damn it. 

His eyes narrowed and he scoffed. "Don't pity me, i'm not afraid of a little rock," Placing his giant paw on one of the rocks, he began the climb. His head was held high, feeling the Lion King moment as the breeze rippled through his fur. Finesse was his middle name, afterall. Even though he was centimeters off the ground. He looked knowingly up at the male, a smug look on his face as if he had mastered it all. Just then, the rock teetered, sending him jumping up to a larger boulder that was set just a bit higher. He did not meet the eyes of the male again, admitting his insecurity. "What is your name?" He asked, trying to avoid the whole height problem. "I, am Currawong," He took great pride in the long name. Afterall, it had been given to him by Peregrine himself.