Sugar Boats

Peg tilted his head slightly at the male’s string of words but was quickly distracted as the sun set and a swarm of fireflies appeared. He snapped at a few of them and considered the point moot.

“That does sound nice.” He said simply. It was late now and he hadn’t seen any sign of Célestin. “If you’ll excuse me I think I should go find my friend, he’ll be worried.” He said, doubting the words as they left his mouth. Célestin knew better than to worry about him, as large as he was it wasn’t likely trouble would find him. With a dip of his head Pegasus departed, his thoughts like always on his friend.

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