He's here indeed, and the Peryton kind of likes it- letting his presence be known in such an attention getting way. It'd be better, if there wasn't things lurking in the foliage, seeking to hurt them. Even entertaining the idea of it- a little abstract but possible to the corvid part of him- has the Peryton's attention. Getting attention, messing around, making noise.... It feels nice.

It feels right.

The strange noises that aren't a purr but close enough are low, and, finally, the Peryton carefully navigates his head carefully through the leaves so that his antlers don't get caught in any branches. This makes at least a part of him visible as he looks over the daspletosaurus with a little less in the way. After a moment of curious looking, he finally returns the sound. It's not exactly the same, but it is also a soft noise, and almost seems to rattle in hi throat.