Moonsong Glacier I guess I'm doing karaoke on the 29th :/

They watched one another. Dutch thought she seemed a little unsure of him — not whether or not he could be trusted, but whether or not he was worth her time. That made him want to smile, but he dared not make himself look too frivolous until he saw the flick of her tail.

The panther took this as permission to come closer, and he did so with his head low and his own tail gentle whisking. Lamplike eyes tracked the motion of her paws as he drew near, and a spark of intrigue brightened them as he recognized that she meant it to communicate something to him. He wasn't sure quite what, but it didn't seem to be go away or leave me alone.

He mimed her first gesture back at her as if testing out a word in a new tongue.

"Does he help you hunt?" he asked of the bird.