08-11-2018, 05:43 AM
Hits made a small noise at Storm's comment, glancing to him and giving a small smile. Maybe he was right. Maybe he could prove his kind wrong, that continuing to survive was strength.
His hand paused at the wolf's reaction, glancing to him before continuing. He tilted his head at the twitchy leg, then pulled his hand away when the tail started to move, thinking he was trying to bat it away. But hearing Storm's words, he moved to run his fingers through the fur again. "Its different. Not rough or oily like the fur of prey I've taken...but, more like the rabbit's fur." He said, hand slowly shifting higher, towards the base of his tail. "Our young is born with a soft feathery coating for warmth. But we shed it as we grow. Losing your fluff is a sign you are no longer a child. And growing adult feathers is a second passage." He nodded, shifting his tail. He didn't have as many feathers as most of his kind, but he did have a small plume at the tip of his tail.
His hand paused at the wolf's reaction, glancing to him before continuing. He tilted his head at the twitchy leg, then pulled his hand away when the tail started to move, thinking he was trying to bat it away. But hearing Storm's words, he moved to run his fingers through the fur again. "Its different. Not rough or oily like the fur of prey I've taken...but, more like the rabbit's fur." He said, hand slowly shifting higher, towards the base of his tail. "Our young is born with a soft feathery coating for warmth. But we shed it as we grow. Losing your fluff is a sign you are no longer a child. And growing adult feathers is a second passage." He nodded, shifting his tail. He didn't have as many feathers as most of his kind, but he did have a small plume at the tip of his tail.