My Words | Your Words | My Thoughts
His words died in his mouth as he listened to the woman. All he'd wanted t do, was ask her for some help so that he could save the snake-thing back there, while it was under attack from the strange monster. But as he drew to a stop and listened more and more, his eyes became wider and wider.. until they were surely the size of sauce-pans. "You.. went through the trouble of getting it away from me..? But.. I was certain.." His mouth refused to work under him. The way she spoke, it was as if she was the snake-thing, but that surely couldn't be right. After all, she was most definitely human. Human face, human body, human voice.. mostly. Sure there was a bit of a lisp,a silibant issue, but it wasn't like there weren't plenty of humans with some issues in their speech. Weird eyes, sort of.. but that was the same.
Was the thing a Kelvic? A very strange Kelvic? He'd met a few of them before, like the tiger one. They weren't uncommon in the city, and he often found them around the forest because they needed to hunt. It would make sense, after all. They could change their body the way they wished, into animals. He'd never heard of one being able to transform half-way between two separate forms but he didn't know all too much about them, so he doubted h could trust what he believed to be true over his own two eyes.
As the girl slowed to a stop, the squirrel quickly followed. However, he didn't dismount. He was about ready to get out of there, after all. With everything that had already happened today, all the fighting and the fleeing.. he was ready to go home. And now this. His mind couldn't take any more of it, honestly. "Are you trying to tell me.. that.. you're the thing with just a head and a long tail. The thing that transformed and got arms.. and fought off that lizard with wings. Except.. you're a human? Are you a Morpher? Or a Kelvic? Or.. something?" He wanted to at least get his questions out of the way before replying to hers, after all. Then he could get some much-needed answers.. and he could reply to some of hers. He supposed that she'd never heard of Pycons.. and that wasn't surprising since he'd never heard of.. ahem.. her. "You can speak Common now, as well.."
"I'm not an actual squirrel.. I'm a Pycon. Made of clay." That explained the spines over his body that were flattening against his body - all except the ones that extended out the top of his head, and continued to protrude menacingly. He supposed that they wouldn't be useful now.. it was good to have them occasionally, but not when he wanted to be friendly. He owed this person his life, after all. He owed her his life.. and he'd nearly tried to beat her up, yelled at her.. goodness, he felt like a complete idiot. "You.. you don't have to do that if you wish, ma'am. Although it would be of great service. Squire Archailist, at your service. I.. cannot say how eternally regretful and apologetic I am for what I did to you back there. I've.. never seen such a creature though. I suppose I let my instincts take control." He let loose a mildly sheepish grin, before it turned into an immediate wince. Damn, smiling hurt.
"I.. I'm afraid to cut this short, but. We'd better go, now. Before whatever it is returns." He didn't fancy trying to take it on again now. Perhaps another time, he'd try again. If he ever found one of them. He'd stayed in Syliras for a while, after all. He'd never seen anything like it. Perhaps in the future he'd find them again.. although he'd be equally as pleased to not see it again in the future.