[AW] Dimensions [Joining]

[Damascus]

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The reaction he got was not one he had expected, but still he had of course been prepared for confrontation. He had not, howeve,r been prepared to be wrong. Craning his nose back agains the underside of his neck as the chestnut mare hooted back at him with a few snapping words about making assumptions and how he should go back to where he came from, words that for a moment made him ponder where he had even come from, but then he blinked away the confusion and responded with a simple and bedazzled "oh". 

The Jerboa who rode upon his whithers had woken from his slumber, hopping from his burrow deep within the child's down feathers and skipping up the black one's maneless neck to stand atop his poll and peer down at the smaller females. Waving to them kindly, Dohv would apologise for the boy's boyish behaviour if he could. The truth was, Dohv was at least ten times Damascus's age and therefore ten times as wise. 

When the girl spoke, Damascus turned his dazzling eyes to face her and hear her explanation of the events. It was only when she started to bluber that his eyes sunk an his brows began to raise with even more confusion, his lips drooping. had he done that? 
"Sorry!" He bellowed "Sorry I be, not mean I hurt you to make!" His wings fluttered with humiliation as he spoke, sinking at their lowest joints and curling forth to offer her a feathery hand of comfort. "Levolia" He tested the word upon his own tongue (though still got it drastically wrong), eyes cast skyward as he wondered about the land she spoke of. 

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