09-08-2008, 08:17 PM
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He grinned broadly, despite feeling a little bit hopeless about not being able to understand his new acquaintance. He turned his body a little bit to look up at the tree that stood there beside him, and nodded his head a little. Close enough. He hadn't expected the french man to be able to fully pronounce the name, as he was certain he'd killed the name of the other just as efficiently, but it was all a matter of practice. Patience won out in the end, and he knew if he waited long enough, things would come around. There was always the slightest possibility that Barthélémy was toying with him, but the AniWaya wolf found it hard to believe, and dismissed the idea altogether.
Tree, he said slowly, patting a hand affectionately against the trunk. He turned expectant eyes to his Aston companion, smiling as he moved so his back was against the bark once more, and brushed his fingers against the ground. Ground. He would have asked the man to sit with him, but he was sure it would make no sense so, instead, the tuxedo wolf patted the ground invitingly.