Handsome little devil in this form, aren't you? the dragon teased as Isuma settled back to perch beside the blackbird, fascinated to find a friend in such a small feathered form. At finding out that Adam had only changed a week ago Jigano felt something in his chest ease a little, glad that he hadn't missed too much in his friend's life during the tragedy and depression that had followed Fiat Lux. Noted. Perhaps I'll try that next time. Maybe I can avoid another smiting. He tried to keep his voice light, but there was that trickle of unease and fear beneath it in the Attuned bond, a wariness of the starry goddess that he couldn't entirely hide in his thoughts.
Adam's singing made an adequate distraction though, and one that had the bard laughing at his shady friend's confident retort - laughter that redoubled at the squawking whistle, until the dragon slid a little way down the tree as his humor shook his scaled body, a whistling emerging as his body's version of a chuckle. Ah, so it is, he agreed, glad he didn't currently have tear ducts to need wiping. Adam's challenge was met with a trailing off of his giggle fit and he stretched up again, tilting his horned head to peer through the branches. I... haven't tried before. Let's find out, shall we?
Lips were somewhat lacking on scaly things, so Jigano knew better than to try and shape words. He took a breath and opened his jaw, thinking back to the sounds he had instinctively made when flying over the Sea of Glass, and a low croon emerged in a pure tone, resonating up through his large chestt. He tried vibrating the muscles in his long throat, and the pitch shifted upwards smoothly as he tried a simple scale of rich, deep notes that echoed through the trees around them.
Adam's singing made an adequate distraction though, and one that had the bard laughing at his shady friend's confident retort - laughter that redoubled at the squawking whistle, until the dragon slid a little way down the tree as his humor shook his scaled body, a whistling emerging as his body's version of a chuckle. Ah, so it is, he agreed, glad he didn't currently have tear ducts to need wiping. Adam's challenge was met with a trailing off of his giggle fit and he stretched up again, tilting his horned head to peer through the branches. I... haven't tried before. Let's find out, shall we?
Lips were somewhat lacking on scaly things, so Jigano knew better than to try and shape words. He took a breath and opened his jaw, thinking back to the sounds he had instinctively made when flying over the Sea of Glass, and a low croon emerged in a pure tone, resonating up through his large chestt. He tried vibrating the muscles in his long throat, and the pitch shifted upwards smoothly as he tried a simple scale of rich, deep notes that echoed through the trees around them.
