Honeyed Pasture midnight coward

"A few stars indeed!" Muses laughed out loud, head thrown back in joyous expression. Lenny, as he introduced himself, was a funny fellow. To value her company over a mouthful of stars partially covered by clouds was no exceptional or flattering comment! Muses thought him awkward, but good natured - perhaps someone she could share a good laugh with. "Blackfeather Woods," She murmured, lowly and thoughtfully, although it did not ring a bell. "It is not along the coast, is it?" By her tone, she indicated that she suspected that it was not, but she was still unfamiliar with the area, and did not want to make assumptions that might later embarrass her.

Her pale gaze followed her company as he circled, and eventually settled, forelimbs stretched out towards her. Muses lowered herself onto her haunches, too restless to adopt such a relaxed posture. "Oh, no," She shook her head vehemently, jaw set stubbornly. "If it is very far, I wouldn't ask you to go out of your way for nothing." If he had traveled great lengths, it was certainly not worth the trouble for mere companionship.