Blacktail Deer Plateau the sea my favored fortune

be nice, okay? 

ying's words do not go unheard, tell-tale by the twitch of his ear in her direction but the hooded seadragon makes no promises; things that one shouldn't make if they can't keep anyway. by her suggestion — or is it warning? — alone she already knows just as much as he does exactly how he will behave. in this, kun is very much a creature comfortable in his habits with little to no intentions of changing them for the better.

instead of the male — who's name has slipped from kun's mind though this is less being snobby and more that it is not any name he has heard before and in it's foreigness unlikely to stick — ying mentioned a woman appears; heavily scarred. his presence goes largely ignored by the woman which ...though fair given his disposition towards strangers he doesn't necessarily like having turned against him.

gyrfalcon carcass is placed down at his paws though he makes no moves to break the silence that settles between the three of them, instead looking to ( poor ) ying expectantly.