Moonspear a little something to make me sweeter

He perked up, and found himself quite pleased to have his arrival heralded with a perfect from his dark sister. Although he did not know why yet, he gave some wiggles of his tail, happy to be that ideal the moment needed, even if it was by a huge accident and simply by showing up when he had nothing better to do.

Next he found out it was a game, so still half-beaming and nodding between looks, he volunteered of course before the details came rushing. His eyes were wide, and opportunity arose before them. A growing smirk turned into a toothy grin, one that was bordering on mischief already. "I can be the princess??" More big eyes followed up the question, especially since it was not the obvious choice for the only son. Without really knowing what he was in store for in the game his sister proposed, he did know he had a slew of inspiration for princesses all around him constantly. Honestly he felt pretty equipped for the role today, and awaited next order with his prettiest princess look getting put on with a small toss of his head to lift his muzzle smugly, yet gently, like a royalty might.