[Splat]

Pseok struggled to regain his bearings, realised that the world hadn't tipped onto its side be he, in fact, had, and twisted over, trying to climb back onto his feet. He realsied the tiger-woman was talking to him just in time to hear her finish her last question.
Pseok: "Wow, this is wierd. All my life and not a single one and then in 2 days I see three of you tiger-people, not to mention the wolf guy, talking cats and mental cowgirls. And Roland wonders why I think I'm dreaming all this. Are you related to the other two? What are you doing in that cage?" Pseok added 2 and 2 together and got 3. "Oh, are you part of this circus? Like a freakshow? Man, i hate those things! You should get out of here, this circus is being run by some freaky-alien things from some dark world or something, at least thats what Roland said."
He paused, suddenly realising everything had gone quiet inside the tent. "Hey, what's going on?" He had barely finished the sentence when he was interrupted by a load roar. "Heh, sounds like tiger-man has woken up. the real tiger wasn't that loud! What's going on?"
Now rather enjoying himself, Pseok shook his feathers and took off and flew rather unevenly towards the hole he'd made in the tent. Pausing before he got up, he turned back to the tiger-woman and informed her,
Pseok: "That idiot shot me in the tail, I can hardly fly straight! Hey, you want me to let you out? How long have you been a prisoner?"


ooc: He's not intentionally annoying, he's not up to a human level of intelligence and it just seems to happen.