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Chochokpi was cloud watching from a large open field, his blue fur was brilliant in the day's sunlight and flopping down in the grass did little to hide him. He flicked his large bushy tail back and forth, cloud shaped white fluffs of fur looking odd through the sun aged tendrils of yellow green that made up the field. His mind was lost amongst the sky, each fluffy cotton candy shaped cloud spiraling throughout his imagination as it went from a crouching rabbit to a whale to a ship to some bizarre three headed unicorn. It was blissful for him.

Although as was fate, moments of bliss were oft interrupted. And Chochokpi was about to find himself with company. Whether he wanted it or not.

If he hadn't had fur, one might have seen all the color drain from the male upon hearing the loud wail. He thought at first it might just be the weirdest bird call ever until he heard another one. He crouched down further, blue eyes flicking towards the sky in search of angry or forlorn gray clouds that would signal a thunderstorm. Only there wasn't any, only perfect white clouds for miles.

He practically tried to bury himself in the grass when he heard words, mistaking it for another wail. He had clenched his eyes tight and now as his mind made sense of the words, he slowly peeked out to see if he could see anyone. It took him a moment longer to realize he wasn't going to be seeing much of anything if he kept cowering.

Flicking his ears back, he got up and pranced in a circle to figure out where the wailing was coming from. Once he figured it out, or rather exhausted most of the other options, he marched like a chameleon towards the source of all the commotion. He expected to see--well, he wasn't sure what he expected to see. Certainly not a pretty blue female with tears soaking her furry cheeks.

"Y-you, you're loud!" he stated as he rose from his crouch. His ears flicked forward and he ducked his head in embarrassment. Charm was certainly lacking when it came down to it.

All right so he probably should have expected to be snapped at, what with so comment so far from understanding or nice. Instead he whacked himself quite forcefully with his own tail as he attempted to hide from the extremely over emotional girl. He shook his head and peered at her from around his tail wondering just what he was supposed to do.

"I, I just meant-" he screwed up his face. Well he'd meant precisely what he'd said. She was loud. Although perhaps he could have said it in a nicer way. He sighed.

"Well what are you so sensitive about?" he asked, deciding maybe if he could get to the root of the problem-- Actually he didn't have a clue what that would do. He'd have to wing it.

Chochokpi watched as she frowned wondering what in the world would happen next. He took a step back when she was hopefully not paying attention should she decided she was angry with him, again. The further away he was, the more likely he was to dodge any attack.

He scrunched his brow up as she seemed to look from him to the sky and back. He chanced looking up himself, watching a lazy white cloud go by, wondering what her problem was. Although once she admitted it was the sky, he was even more confused. What in the world was there about the sky to be so sensitive? It wasn't raining or thundering, not a speck of lightning flashing about, or a streak of gray mutinous cloud.

Part of him very much, wanted to use the tears as cover to get the heck away. He even made to take another step back but then he looked at her, absolutely pitiful. He hung his head, walking forward to sit beside her before reaching out tentatively and patting her furry back awkwardly with one paw. It might have been more of a thumping as though she had something stuck in her throat but he was trying.

"Um, what's wrong with the sky?" He didn't get it, at all. Maybe this is what they meant when he'd heard that females spoke a different language!

He tilted his head to the side, the sky was beautiful but that was hardly any reason to cry. "Ri-right." He thought it over but it still didn't make any sense. "You're crying because it's beautiful?" his ears flicked back as his paw stilled on her back. Females definitely didn't make sense.

He gave a resigned sigh, it was too late to run away screaming (or even just slink away). From any other, he would've nodded his head at the apology and gone back to his cloud watching. With this one, he had a feeling she might not take that very well. He almost wanted to pout because it was such a perfect day to gaze upward.

"Um, it's okay," he nodded his head. "I'm Chochokpi. What's your name?" he introduced himself, hoping that changing the conversation would do the female some good. Plus it'd be good to know her name.

His ears flattened back as she told him her name, the sob a bit startling. It was a pretty name though part of him thought it didn't fit her at all. "That's a nice name." Any more comments were cut off as she asked if he was going to stay.

"Y-yeah?" he answered, hesitant to commit to such but deciding there wasn't really any other he could give. Besides she wasn't too terrible to be around now that she was being a little quieter and not wailing like a banshee.

Glancing up at the bright sky, he very nearly told her he would. But then he had said he was going to stay. The tip of his tail quivered in contemplation. "We could watch the clouds together?" he suggested. That would fulfill both his word to stay and his want to cloud watch.

Chochokpi settled down near Melody, tail lazily swishing against the grass as he tilted his head up to look at the clouds. He rested his chin on his paws, mumbling a somewhat belated, "you're welcome" as he lost himself in the morphing shapes of white.

Looking down at his bright blue pelt scattered with fluffs of white, he had to agree. It was probably why he enjoyed looking at the clouds so much, the resemblance made him think the sky was home.

He turned his attention back to the female, "I know. My name means Throne for the Clouds, after all." It didn't strike him that it would be hard for her to know that, not until after he'd said it. He hid his momentarily lapse by scratching his ear, pretending an insect was annoying him with it's buzzing. He hoped his paw in mouth disease wasn't permanent.