Her assessment that Ophi was generally harmless was most certainly an accurate one. He hunted for food, and that was probably the most 'harmful' thing he was really capable of. He'd never physically fought with anyone, nor did he even really have harsh words for others. Not even his grumpy sister. He was just glad that she was excited about listening to the birds sing. "All kinds," he said with a grin.

"Blackbirds and Nightingales sing kind of late in the day, and the chickadees make a cool sound. Different kinds of Warblers too. They've got a pretty cool sound too," he added. There were lots more birds, but those were the ones he actively remembered doing the most singing. And of course larks, no need to be repetitive in the things he prattled on about. His blue-violet eyes lit up even more, noticing the excitement in her own gaze. Bring her to... Taviora? The pale wolf's tail waved back and forth as he nodded rather enthusiastically. "Yes, of course!" he said excitedly with a bit of a yip at the end.

Ophi hadn't made any friends really outside of family, immediate or extended, so this was even more exciting. He trotted a few steps away, not even considering the fact she might want to wait before they went. "We can totally go now. It's late enough we can hear the day time birds, and maybe you can stay a little while and hear the late risers too?" Ophi suggested hopefully. His thoughts shifted briefly with regard to what he was. "Kind of. They just look at things a different way I think," he said with a shrug while watching her with anticipation, head tilted in wonder if she wanted to go now.