( Rita lifts her eyes away from the pail of dog food, and levels them at Kyle long enough to let out a slobbery hiss in a way that isn't outright threatening, but also isn't... very pleasant. It could mean anything from if you come near my food I will immediately claw your eyes out to who cares, fuck off to hello.
He has no fucking clue.
Rita goes back to dunking kibble in a nearby puddle and stuffing it into her mouth.
Jack shrugs one shoulder, and offers an optimistic-sounding: )
I think she likes you.
( At the very least, she doesn't dislike him. That... that would be way more obvious. )
[ He doesn't have any particular animal handling skills, so - he's putting his trust in Jack right now with that response.
There's something almost... cute about the way she washes her food. And despite the slobbering, something strangely and horribly beautiful about her wings. The green is much more saturated than he's ever seen, but it faintly reminds him of the tahldi back in Basawar, a coloration that isn't found in furred beasts in Nayeshi that he can recall right now. ]
I'll remember to bring her food next time. [ French fries and bacon. Or whatever these little pellets are. ]
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He has no fucking clue.
Rita goes back to dunking kibble in a nearby puddle and stuffing it into her mouth.
Jack shrugs one shoulder, and offers an optimistic-sounding: )
I think she likes you.
( At the very least, she doesn't dislike him. That... that would be way more obvious. )
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There's something almost... cute about the way she washes her food. And despite the slobbering, something strangely and horribly beautiful about her wings. The green is much more saturated than he's ever seen, but it faintly reminds him of the tahldi back in Basawar, a coloration that isn't found in furred beasts in Nayeshi that he can recall right now. ]
I'll remember to bring her food next time. [ French fries and bacon. Or whatever these little pellets are. ]