Wapun Meadow iii. [m] sunglow and wildflower petals

the amount of whining I do to figure out what his sounds like XD

He sat down, his eyes dancing between her and the space just over her... rather pretty... shoulder. Fallen Sun could do this, he could. His eyebrows furrowed. 

Rrrrnd... he paused, as if, instinctually, he knew it was two separate noises that made Wind Flower's name. Hrrrwrr. 

Was that it? Did she recognize her name? The sun-pelted man tilted his head to one side, his mouth closing to signify that was the end of his noises. 

Fallen looked at her, his muzzle almost immediately parting into a smile that had his tongue lolling out of it. Question darted in his eyes. Were his attempts at the Important Noises good enough for her?