Surprisingly, it wasn't something that had actually happened before--having his tail tugged on. He'd given it a few experimental tugs when he first grew the thing but hadn't wondered about it since. He used it to hang, to balance, to prop...

"Awp!" Roman let out a surprised yelp and stood bolt upright on his shaggy legs. He wheeled around, stick lifted, ready to beat somebody's ass but found...a bird. A very out-of-place looking bird.

All he could do at first is laugh at the absurdity.

"Hahaha wow, where did you come from?" Roman curled his tail high and out of the goose's range. Was there a farm nearby or something? It didn't seem to be scared of people.