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Célestin noted his stutter but decided not to comment on it; he nodded instead as Pegasus gave up his name. Pegasus indicated that Célestin had been correct in his assumption. He felt the other man's gaze roving over him and he couldn't help a slight chuckle. He knew he must stand out, especially if Pegasus was new to the continent. Célestin knew of at least one other wolf outside of his immediate family with a rainbow emblazoning their pelts, so he had reason to believe he wasn't as big a rarity as one might assume. He gave himself a moment to watch the other young man; admiring him again.

Pegasus spoke and Célestin could feel his cheeks growing warm beneath his fur and he quickly adverted his eyes. He chuckled again. "You've not met any of my family then I take it." He wasn't trying to be humble so much as cover up the sudden fluttering feeling in his chest, trying not to sound as flustered as he felt. "Though if you don't mind my saying, you're not exactly hard on the eyes yourself." He finally slid his gaze back towards the male, doing his best not to stare. "It may seem inane but I've not met a wolf who looks quite like you either." And that was a truth, there were certainly more "plain" wolves around, though he'd be loath to ever refer to them as such, none had quite the same regality as Pegasus and his coloration and markings were unique to Célestin.