Redtail Rise — dragon's did

the dragonling blinks at her, eyes more keen than one so young should have taking in the softening of her expression. he processes this with a soft breath of air; kicking up dust as he expels it thru his black, leathery nostrils. favoring non-verbal: as his parents, he has learned to read expressions and body language with the sharpness of a bird of prey.

her words are given a twitch of his ear; understanding them though he makes no effort to use them in return. surely, by now, he could. he should. but his tongue does not desire to form the words, his throat not wanting to make the noises.

bobcat almost finds words ugly.

a shake of his head is given; no. a tilt of his head is given before he gestures away from the den with his muzzle; forcibly. explore, he tries to communicate, tapping his paws against the earth.