Big Salmon Lake can you taste this gold?

OOC: I swear I feel like I've heard that story somewhere! Is it a real fairy tale? It sounds so familiar it's driving me crazy! Also, get ready to laugh as Majesty makes an utter fool of himself!

IC: Majesty listened with rapt attention as Cara told her story. She told a sad tale, about a woman so greedy that she was willing to give her own sight just to be eternally beautiful. At the end of the story, Majesty hmm'd in thought, and then sighed. "That was sad," he said quietly. "Sometimes I think that others care too much about what is on the outside than what is on the inside. Why would your father ever tell you a story like that before going to sleep? I would think it would give you nightmares as a pup."

Majesty shook himself. He was being rude. "Forgive me. Sometimes I speak my mind a bit too much." He stared up at the sky again. "It is getting late, Miss Cara. I think it would be for the best if we both got some sleep, though I'm not going to tell you what to do. I think I will go upstream into the Heartwood and bed down for the night. You are welcome to join me --"

Immediately after he said it, he shook his head vigorously, feeling the heat come up into his face. "That came out completely the wrong way! Forgive me again. I only meant that it would be cold to sleep beside the water tonight and that there would be warmth within the woods. I… I think I should go now." He stood and gave a low bow to Cara in respect and friendship. "Good night, Miss Cara. It was a pleasure to meet you. I hope we can talk again." He gave a shy, embarrassed smile and padded quickly away.