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.]

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[dogboy]

Huh?

[They... wouldn't? Part of him is immediately happy for these news, another part is suspicious, and the last is just confused. He'd be wary towards humans anyways.]

Wh-What's that got to do with anything?! I'd spread them because I'm thankful to Lady Mathias!

[fideliter]

[ ... A sigh. She supposes if that's what he wants to do, then she won't stop him. At least she's told him important information that he'd soon find out on his own anyway. ]

Then go ahead.

[dogboy]

[And he will remember it! Still wary around humans, but he'll remember it. (Not that he understood that o word, but something "not" and "Avatar" was good enough.)]

I will.

[fideliter]

[ ... Welp. Since she very much does not believe he is going to come with her to a warm house, the least she can do is try and get him to go inside some place. ]

There are a few large buildings around the village that house many people in separate rooms, and they are difficult to miss. I would advise you to find one of them so you can, at the least, get warm on your own.

[ Is that good enough? If she can't help him by bringing him home, she can at least tell him where he can get warm by himself. It's better than leaving him in the cold. ]

[dogboy]

Uh huh.

[Nope he's not listening. The tree's a wonderful companion.]

[fideliter]

[ ... Sob. Okay well at least she ... told him. She's not sure what else she can do for him, though, because he refuses to listen to her. So she takes a step back, as though she's about to leave. ]

If you need anything else, merely call me or one of the others on our journal. We would be happy to help.

[dogboy]

[He is outright ignoring her at this point - or so it looks like it - but what might give away the fact he is listening is the fact he'll just kind of slump against the tree. Whateverrrr.]

[fideliter]

[ ... :|

Well fine then she will just ... wave as she walks away. ]

I wish you the best of luck.