1st Bark [Action] because who can read anyways journals are useless etc

[dogboy]

[With the influx of New Feathers, no one's probably noticed this boy rolling on the ground trying to bite his wings. In the snow. With only those bare amount of clothes. And failing. S'hard being a human.

Once he finds out he can't though, he's reduced to being cold and miserable and sticking by the edge of the forest near the school because he sees all these humans and does not want to interact with them, so obviously the best way to go about this is to wait until it's not so light outside and then go look for someplace warm. And to stay away from those people. Yes, perfect.

The journal's pretty much abandoned beside the tree he's pressing against in some effort of being warm there is a reason he has never gone any place cold in his canon and that is because he is 1. under-dressed for it and 2. from a tropical island. Good luck trying to talking to him or anything though, because he's pretty distrustful of anything remotely human.]

Comments

[isolating]

Mmm, pretty ungrateful of you, if you ask me.

[dogboy]

I said I didn't need your help in the first place!

[isolating]

You're not scared of dying from a cold?

[WINTER IS A HORRIBLE SEASON TO BE A HOBO, JUST SAYING.]

[dogboy]

[YEAH WELL UH

SHUT UP]

... Once I find Cer and Ber, I'll be fine. So just go away. [Sits down again, reluctantly taking the coat and pulling it over himself. Looks pretty pathetic, huh?]

[isolating]

...Would you mind staying inside for a night?

[dogboy]

Inside where? There's no place to go. [For someone like him. N-not that he's, you know, considering it.]

[isolating]

I live in a house in the village. The housemates won't mind much.

[Probably.]

[dogboy]

You want me to stay with you?

[isolating]

Why not?

[dogboy]

[They'd just met, and Chien'd been pretty bad towards him...]

Why... would I want to? I can find shelter by myself. [Not that he looks like he could. Too cold for this shit bro.]

[isolating]

You'll freeze to death before that at the rate you're going.

[dogboy]

[Pride > Most Reason. But dying by chill was bad, and an offer was an offer. But it could be a trap! O-Or something like that!

...

Well, it was just one night. And then he'd get out.]

Just one night?

[isolating]

Unless you decide you want to stay longer.

[dogboy]

I don't want to be around you any longer than I have to be. Where is it? I'll take one night, but that's it.

[isolating]

[Gesturing Chien to follow him!]

[dogboy]

[... Is that book thing on the ground important-- Probably not, following. At a distance.]

[isolating]

You should probably go pick up the book too.

[dogboy]

Why? It's just a book. [Like he can read or write anyways.]

[isolating]

I'll explain later. Just take it.

[dogboy]

[Pfft, fine. Going back to pick it up and following the weirdo again.]

[isolating]

[GOOD and soon enough he's bringing Chien over to House 46!]

[dogboy]

[Well good. Eying the place a little suspiciously, outside and inside, like he's expecting some sort of trap.]

This is pretty big for one person.

[isolating]

I told you I had housemates, didn't I?

[dogboy]

[That implies he was listening to half of whatever you were saying before.]

How many?

[isolating]

Five.

[GOSH CHIEN LEARN TO LISTEN.]