Moonspear making the rounds

Charon choked out a laugh when Pyx actually admitted to being in love with herbs. "You're such a weirdo!" he said, bluntly honest as per usual, a broad grin on his face. He liked Pyx, though it was unclear whether it was because she was so likeable, honest and naive or because she was so weird and made him feel good about himself. These weren't really questions Charon busied himself with, anyway; to him, just liking her was enough motivation to chill with her and enjoy having her in his pack.

She then asked him for his own passions. It was an easy one, of course; "I loooove the stars," Charon said with a teasing grin, "They're just so fucking shiny and bright and they never judge anyone, they're just always the same good ole' stars. I can't even begin to explain how much I just lurve them!" Again he nipped at her shoulder and let out a rubunctious 'woof' as he galopped a few paces away from her in invitation to play.