Emberwood you're my everything

Kieran had never paid attention to his own self, so he had not really ever considered himself handsome. It didn't matter to him, really. Kiva had told him, he was handsome, had told him many times. He had just ignored her, considering himself the lucky fool to have won her. Kieran's ears thrust forward and he froze for a moment, trying to figure out if what he was reading in tone and body language was what he thought it was. It had been so long, he was a tad rusty. It filled him with a deep, deep fear. He couldn't do it again, he couldn't. He frowned, but she was his best friend here in this area. He didn't dare say anything, to alienate that. And if he was honest with himself, he'd find that he was not adverse to the idea. However, Kieran was never honest with himself, everyone else sure, himself nah. He swallowed hard, and dipped his muzzle looking at her with a green eye. Quickly averting his gaze, Tanks Kaskara. You're not unsightly either. He gave her a grin, and dipped his muzzle again. Uncomfortable, but refusing to mar the moment.

Kieran tilted his head and spoke softly, It means bonny, juicy, gran' lookin'. He lifted his gaze to the sky again and the surrounding area, took a deep breath.