Tripping

Starling was pulling himself up and onto his feet when she began to laugh. Quickly he looked at her, ears pulled back and for a moment he was...scared. Was she laughing at him? At his stutter? At his clumsyness? But there was something so bright, so...free about her laughter. And as he pulled his forepaw back to himself, he couldn't help but stare. The first soft, almost soundless chuckle almost made him jump, before he realized it had come from himself. And before he knew it, he was laughing with her. His eyes close tightly as he laughed, almost unable to catch his breath and tears pricking at the edges of his eyes. He had never felt like this! It felt so..rehabilitating. He laughed, stumbling back and opening one blue eye as she began to settle down, and he did too with gentle chuckles. The crescendo settled to a soft hum, and he was left catching his breath and looking at her with large but happy blue eyes. She spoke italian, and he had to swallow at the rising elation. It was smooth, not choppy but not...perfect either, and he felt himself grow more and more at peace. "Así é o seu italiano." He said with a gentle smile, to try and show that it was entirely a joke.

"That's okay!" He said loudly, leaning forward on his two forepaws as if trying to get a better look at her before he paused. His eyes grew wider as his jaws parted. Wait.. "That's...th-that's...it's okay.." He whispered, looking to the side as one brow rose slightly and he stared at the ground in odd confusion. Perfect? He looked up at her again, ears pulling forward as he turned his confusion to her. Well, yes...it...it was odd, scary even, how amazing it all felt. At her bright smile, shining eyes, he couldn't help but relax again as the small, shy smile touched his lips. "M-my name is Starling Destruction. But, u-um...Y-you can call me Star." He said softly, the words flowing more smoothly than usual which caused him to pull back again and just stare at her, feeling his mind reel, trying to get a handle on what was happening. But all that he could hear was the gentle jingle as she swayed her tail. He took a breath in time with the gentle tempo, and before he knew it she was...quite close to his personal space. He turned towards her, as she poked at the fabric, and he couldn't help but feel the heat pool on his cheeks. "Y-yeah, it fits a lot.." He said softly, looking at the ground. "I ah, am a h-healer. So I needed to figure o-out how to c-carry all my herbs around." He murmured, looking back up at her. "Y-you have some neat things too...What're you w-wearing around your neck?"

"Burn Baby Burn" || "Bruciare Bambino Bruciare"