Later Ronin would privately feel all warm and fuzzy inside at seeing Isuma trying to mimic Sugar's posture, but for now he was a little preoccupied. "That doesn't tell me much," he said conversationally to the gryphlet, rising to his feet with Sugar cradled in his arm (she was still sniffing at the air and trilling in the hope of attracting the fox and the creature he had hunted). Squinting at the snow, it was difficult at first to spot the fox with his camoflaged pelt, but Ronin noticed at last when Jigano trotted up to sit by them.
"Well you took your time." Ronin smirked, glancing to Sugar as she was nodded at, having to think for a moment before he understood what was wanted from him. "Oh! I mean... sure. We were practicing anyway, weren't we?" Grinning to the dragonet, he carefully waited for her to clamber up onto the glove, where she chirped excitedly. Ronin held her into the air, glancing back at the fox expectantly.
"Well you took your time." Ronin smirked, glancing to Sugar as she was nodded at, having to think for a moment before he understood what was wanted from him. "Oh! I mean... sure. We were practicing anyway, weren't we?" Grinning to the dragonet, he carefully waited for her to clamber up onto the glove, where she chirped excitedly. Ronin held her into the air, glancing back at the fox expectantly.
