"It's too bad I can't show you where I'm really from. But this is a good substitute, non?" He would love to show Jade the real savannah, the one without such 'cramped' artificial boundaries. The savannah you could get lost in for days on end, full of pristine beauty and simply bursting with life of all kinds..... His home, the one that had not only taught him how small he really was, but also that it was no bad thing, either.

Had he a tail, it would be wagging right now, feeling the eyes of so many of his dormmates lingering on them--watching them, together, as they headed off for their excursion. Instead, Rook just laughs lightly as they step out into the morning sunshine, making a broad dismissive gesture. Explaining the others looking because they're touching so readily is so obvious as to be pointless, isn't it? "Everybody wants to make sure they don't get too close, when they see I have my real arrows with me. Plenty of us enjoy exploring or training in the savannah, but not many of the others are interested in hunting like I am."