[center][h3][u]Feral Cove, Edge of the Meotey Jungle[/u]
[sub]3rd of Summer - 9:45 PM[/sub][/h3][/center]

	Dannisus adjusted his ears forward on reflex, immediately scowling at Ayer's comments. For a moment, he actually considered [i]robbing[/i] the unimpressive little human. Even if it went against his morals, maybe losing something precious to him would teach this guy some manners! We he [i]that far[/i] away? Dannisus thought on it for a second, letting his body go limp as he hung there by his Feral Arms. He was used to conversing with Myti, and if he wasn't mistaken, none of the other races could hear very well. Their ears were like useless little skin flaps that poked out of their heads. Worthless little skin flaps. He wondered if they even needed them? Couldn't they hear just the same if their ears were torn off? The researcher shook the thought and slowly clambered towards the trunk of the tree where he propped himself sideways with both feet.

	[b]"I'm not a Primate"[/b] he shouted from overhead.