Wings of Fury 2

Caulind inspected the coins, racking his brains to correctly assess how long this would last based on what lifestyle. He hadn't thought about it until it was in his hands, before just nodding and tying it around his belt. "Thank you umm... Sir." Unsure on the proper term in this language but, giving him a quick shoulder pat. "Impressive skills displayed today. It was a pleasure to see, hopefully others will again."

That done, the meeeeeeaaaaat. He was sort of hungry himself actually. Once the translation had been made, he nodded thoughtfully before offering- "We can communicate quite easily actually. One of the first skills I refined was communicating between minds through the third song. Some people find it a bit... too personal for their liking admittedly. Honest, forthright sorts tend to be more okay with it I find, those that speak their minds typically. So it's no problem at all if you wish to try it out if you haven't experienced it already?"

He glanced back at Guy and Zaya and the other dragons and their conversation, ears twitching a bit as he honed in briefly. "It at least does excuse misunderstandings normally, for good or for ill, normally." Walking back over with a little secretive smile at Rozenn as he thought of those who could think otherwise, the expression twisting a bit after turning away before brightening up over it.

He sat down by the dragons and took up his necklace again, giving it a little jingle jangle to catch attention. Then he ate a piece of the meat himself, chewing, swallowing before throwing out some strips too, showing he was taking part in the feeding.