Concern seemed to fill the expression of the boy, and Wren felt a bit confused. She was never mad or confused, she just got easily stirred when someone said 'Destruction.' She hoped that wasn't why he felt a bit worried for her. Wren, sending a weak smile his way, slowly sat up and pushed her ears forward, tail patting at the ground softly. "I was only kidding, Wren. I had no means to accuse you of anything. Just a simple banter." He had leaned over to give her a reassuring tap of the nose, and her smile grew even wider. She nearly laughed, but held her humor to herself. He was quite the gentlemen- to be so easily concerned over such a thing. She liked him a lot more than she should of, and thought of him as a perfect king. Young, but perfect. Wren tipped her small head to the side as he continued on and answered her little flirt-twisted question.
"All my littermates and I hold names of musical value. My sisters names are Harmony, Motif, and Rhythm. My brother's name is Chord, and I am Bass. I guess you can say that we are all children of music, and I must thank you for the compliment. I do rather like to sing." A man that liked to sing, mmm? She loved to sing as well...but mostly she found it interesting that whoever his parents were named him and his siblings things that related to music. It was pretty unique. Wren's minty eyes lit up with interest as she registered his words once more, than replied in a completely focused tone. That- that is pretty unique, I have to admit. I also like that you are fond of singing...maybe you could sing for me sometime? A soft chuckle emitted softly from her maw as she said this- but she wasn't kidding. One day she wanted this young king to sing for her.
The man had continued by also complimenting on her name- which she hasn't really thought about much. She never imagined it as pretty, or delicate, or any of that. All she knew was that her mother gave her that name. But either way- Wren felt the heat rise to her face once he finished. She let out another mute chuckle at his friendly joke at the end, and she replied quickly. Heh, thanks though. But anyways, I wanted to ask you something, but you might be too busy for it-... The woman's voice gradually softened into a nervous whisper, her eyes drifting to the ground. Then, back to the man as she finished. Would you want to meet me at the Glowshroom Cavern sometime? Or somewhere else...if you want? She did hope he'd be up for it. But he did seem pretty busy...she wouldn't complain if he said no. "Speech"
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