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"What's wrong with Melody? I like it." A slight tinge of something floated into his voice as if that should decide everything. Not that Chochokpi was arrogant, more or less he had moments of disliking his name. It was something that others used to make fun of him, the more unsavory bullying lot. Melody seemed like such a normal name, not much one could turn that into to be a brat.

He gave his head a shake and looked back up to the sky. "Butterflies. They're fun to chase," he replied. The clouds above shifted, pulling and twisting about. "I see lots of kittens in the clouds. You?"

He tilted his head trying to see the momma cat but wasn't sure he actually did. "Why's she yelling?" It seemed a valid question and it was probably better than trying to pursue why she sounded like she wanted to cry again. He was sensing a pattern.

As his neck was beginning to get sore from looking upward, he rolled onto his back. It was easier to see that way and he could point to pictures if asked.

Chochokpi wrinkled his nose up, that wasn't a very good reason for yelling. He brushed if off and decided not to reply to that. It seemed he really didn't need to. Instead he stretched out leisurely on his back, looking up as she said something about a cloud that looked like a dragon.

"Suppose it does," he consented, a rather upside down dragon from his vantage point. He unconsciously used his paws to groom his fur as he let his mind wander, gazing up at the clouds to see what would appear. "I see a ship now," he twitched his nose towards it.

He looked askew at the female as she cuddled up to him, perplexed when her breathing became slow and even. Until he realized she had fallen asleep. He took the time to really look at Melody.

She had a rather nice looking pelt, soft aqua like water melding with the crisp coming of dawn blue during winter. In fact, without her wavering emotions--he thought she looked almost pretty. There were still a few streams of drying tears that made her look a little pitiful and he had to blink at the odd urge to wipe them away, to protect her from crying more.

He made a face at the odd thoughts in his head, carefully turning onto his stomach and draping his tail over the girl. Not that he would admit to doing such for any reason at all. No, he merely looked up at the sky and continued his cloud watching.

Chochokpi wasn't sure what she was talking about, but tensed slightly as she snuggled closer to him. Once he had reassured himself that he wasn't trapped, he relaxed and curled his tail around Melody so she might know he was still there.

He hadn't ever met someone who talked in their sleep and was a bit perplexed on if he was supposed to reply or ignore it. "No one would ever what?" he found himself asking, wondering if she could hear him or would answer him in her sleep.

"That's silly," he stated with a wrinkle of his nose. He gave a rough huff deep in his chest, "Ain't nothing wrong with you." All right, that wasn't entirely true, "You're a bit overemotional," he corrected with a sigh. He rested his head on his front paws not knowing what else to say at the moment.

He didn't want to leave it on that note. She obviously didn't have a lot of confidence and she probably needed all the reassurance she could get. "You're all right though." He sighed, he needed to learn how to give pep talks.

He let out a snort, chuckling dryly and shaking his head in disagreement. He was not pretty. Not that he was ugly but he had no sense of his own looks. He knew he was blue with tufts of white fur outlined with black--and that was good enough for him because it was so like the sky. "Boys aren't pretty, they're handsome. Girls are pretty," he corrected the slumbering female.

Still he supposed it was a nice compliment. He couldn't remember anyone calling him pretty before. He gave Melody a thoughtful glance, maybe there was more to her than tears and crying and loudness.