Redsand Canyon I’m dying to let you know

They’re eyes seem to light up, at first he’s got no reason as to why. Until they let out a long whistle and their feathered companion swoops down to meet them. Kyn would catch the birds eye, then shift to meet the former mercenaries own as she exclaims having not thought about it before. He tilts his head, a question clear on his face.

“Oh, that would be quite the idea now wouldn’t it?” He guns with an easy smile blooming over dark lips. “Would they even listen to me? Can you describe my son it them and have them obey?” He wonders aloud. He knows nothing of this bird, perhaps it’s stingy, maybe it would refuse to take orders from anyone but it’s master. 

What he does do is nod encouragingly. “If they comply, I’m willing to try anything to find my little mongrel of a son.” His eyes become a tad more sullen at that, but his smile remains, albeit dulling some.