my cup of tea

Corvus was elated, even in the light of the little bee attack. There was really no other way he wanted to spend the afternoon than like this, whatever the cost. He just hoped that Twig could've see his swollen muzzle, but he felt like the swelling was already beginning to subside... or maybe that was just the tiredness seeping into his limbs from their little excursion. He heaved a content sigh as the two of them settled down together, glad to feel the cool grass under his belly as he lowered himself into the shade and leaned close to Twig and the honeycomb she'd so bravely extracted.

"Isn't it?" Corvus grinned widely, shifting into a more comfortable position as he moved to lean against her. Laying side by side was infinitely more comfortable, even if it made conversing a bit more difficult. It was a fair trade for a bit more physical contact, something Corvus was growing increasingly comfortable with... and found himself wanting more and more of. "You try it first," he encouraged her, grinning as he tilted his head to watch her reaction to their sweet snack.