Moonspear some legends are told

Her ears straightened and the subject changed to one far more easy to deal with. We should the shift in her expression was meant to convey. "Say when," she said and waved her tail. Her nights were free, and she would have no issues with spending them beneath the stars, or with him, or both. First clear night and best little meadow, and she'd be content.

The rest of her perked when he sunk into a play bow and the rhythm of her tail picked up considerably too. She whuffed softly and squared her posture before deciding to pounce on him first, even if he may have initiated it. She was always going to be overeager to react to a spar and with light steps, she moved at him to swing for his shoulder, although there wouldn't be much force behind it. She would need to warm up, after all.