ardent

I like that you're not nice to me, I love your heart of ice.

Kyanite



Burūberu

Loner

Beginner Intellectual (0)

Intermediate Fighter (30)

age
1 Year
gender
Male
gems
559
size
Dire wolf
build
Heavy
posts
109
player
Fig
03-24-2023, 08:40 PM
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He gladly welcomed the closeness she provided between them, leaning against her in return.  His heart was a flutter, and he couldn't help but keep thinking about how nice this felt.  He thought Kite would agree with the sentiment, but was too nervous to seek confirmation.   "Bluebells are.. uuhhh.." He wiped clean a piece of earth below his paw and attempted to draw out the flora in question.  Now, Beru was no artist, but he thought his creation might at the very least provide her with the general idea. "They're like.. droopy like that, and they've got lots of flowers on each stem.. Oh, and obviously they're blue, like a purple-y blue."  he nodded, satisfied enough with the given explanation.

"Yep! Me, Wari, Fuji, Rheum, Tachibana, and Potato." Poor, poor Tate.  He had no intentions of telling the fae that they usually addressed his brother by his nickname.  He'd forever be Potato in her mind.

He hadn't missed the mention of her mother and the way it almost instantaneously caused a shift from somewhere deep within her.  Sounded like an old wound.  The yearling was curious, but not enough to bring it up again tonight. Beru made a mental note to tread those waters carefully, if at all.  He didn't want to hurt her.  Likely because she welcomed the distraction from the previous topic Kite repeated the phrase back to him without hesitation, it almost made him feel a little guilty.  "Wow, Kite, a God? I didn't know you thought so highly of me.  I'm honored."  He looked at her, raising a brow before letting out a laugh.

”Speech”  ’Thought’

Start carvin' darlin'
beru