All he could do at the moment was watch Matthis and listen to what he had to say. The cat wasn't wrong- most relationships were kind and mutual, something Malachi was still learning to do. "I don't lack those things you know. I just..don't offer that to many others. Not outright." He snorts, almost laughingly at the other. But then he wonders how often the cat offered the same things to others. Either way he tucks the words in and holds into what Matthias said before.
Wings. They could be useful- Malachi was aware of that and wiggled them again, staring at them. They felt lighter compared to the rest of his bones- but it probably had more to do with not using them. "These wings..feel like paper." He admitted as he moves them again, testing the bones. How was he meant to fly and actually use them to help himself?
"They do sound more useful if I actually did something with them-- but I'm proud knowing I have good ground skills before flight. I've seen my dads wings hinder him as much as they can help."
More work?! Malachi didn't like work- but if it was going to be part of it he supposed he had to. The wolf eyes the outstreached wing and thinks on what Matthias has said to him. "I'm sure you could use the resources." He responds with a thinking sound, almost laughing. It reminded him of his dad. Always something in exchange- nothing comes for free.
"I can give you all my scraps I have to clean them anyways.." The canine streaches his own wing out and touches the outstreached feather with an agreeance. "Where would we be meeting for lessons?" He couldn't help but wonder-- "here is out of Duskorna's lands and its high up. I could help you build a den- if you get me in the air." .
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ooc notes: in my next post we can do some hunting with dice or flight practice ❤ you can always start with dice if you like!