Altar of Twilight i'm feeling primitive

Drogon can't help but be impressed as she mimics the Tundrian back at him without issue and it shows, plainly, upon his face. She’s got a knack for languages, he thinks and then realizes that she’s asking him ( drawing him once more to the present and out of his thoughts ) what it means. “It means Moonbeam Vale,” Drogon translates with an small, awkward chuckle. It sounded much nicer in Tundrian, admittedly, because hearing it in common tongue only further exposes his general lack of imagination. He is contemplative, but attentive to her, when she gives it her own name: Moonstone Harbor and then goes on to explain what a Harbor is to him. He’s never heard of it before but then again the time he’d spent on the coast had been short lived. He’s not overly fond of sand and the memory of it sticking to unsavory places, alongside the fact that he was shaking it out of his fur for weeks brings about a ghost of a frown to his lips.

Drogon catches the frown before it can come to light. “I…could take you to the coast sometime, too, if you wanted.” Drogon offers before he can stop himself to think about it. Given that he hates sand and isn’t much for the constant noise of the sea ( and was just reminiscing upon it at that ) the fact that he’s made the offer surprises even him. Yet, that was apart of a warrior’s job, wasn’t it? Escort pack wolves safely from point a to point b and back again? He’s not trying to take the chance from Hydra and Charon or step on their own promise to her but Drogon knows they are both busy with their leadership duties whereas he’s not bogged down with responsibilities like they are, and he knows he wouldn’t mind spending a day with Galaxy. “I’m familiar enough with some of the closer territories of the coast that we wouldn’t get lost.” Drogon adds with a cheeky grin just in case there was a fear of that. He’s had the advantage of being all over the map that he could probably be a ranger if he wanted to; and who knows? Maybe he’d decide to pursue the trade. He still had room for a secondary one and was yet undecided upon it.