Broken Boulder may i first just say i'm sorry

He was not sure why his friend didn't watch the winged creatures longer for they were so lovely in a strange way. Ah, but Ulf didn't fuss over it. There was no need to. His smile from the butterflies was still present when Alarian bowed into a playful position. The air in front of him nipped by the gold-kissed male. It was obvious what he was to do. He mimicked the bowed position. Carefully he would aim to plant a soft nip to Alarian's cheek.