Wapun Meadow casanova

Hi!

Noctura looked like a huge prowling shadow as he roamed out into the open, but at second glance he was entirely physical. And he had his eyes to his surroundings, each slow step accompanied by sweeping admiration of the nature around him. So distracted he'd been by his clawing instincts and one prevailing emotion, he had not let himself truly appreciate the intricacies of his home. But these days he did. The changeable weather, the glorious night's sky, the ample flora that heralded warmer seasons. And so as he traversed a meadow beyond the borders, already blooming with flowers, he could not help but comment on them... even if it was to a stranger. No sun shines here, he spoke of the dusk, but there's more sunlight in each of these flowers than I've ever seen in the sky. Yes it was strange to speak suddenly to a creature unknown, but Noctura was moved by the nature here, and the unknown male nearby was almost as hauntingly curious as the flowers themselves.