Golden Glade it's your life, it's your call

Somehow, somewhere along the route he was headed down in life, it had all come down to just him and Tambourine. Silas, not accustomed to feeling a whole lot except various shades of sorrow and worry these days, felt half relieved at something that was different, oddly enough. Uprooting, changing, adapting.. it was far too bizarre for his tastes and the silvery almost-yearling remained the only constant left.

At first, he did not quite understand what Tambourine was asking, exactly, and his ears shifted in a curious flutter. ~Friends~ was monumental enough considering he had so few of them, and even fewer once the Keep dissolved. It was an awfully short list, so best and only were.. sort of currently the same. But, that didn't mean it always would be the case... Silas nodded. "Well, yeah.." he breathed quietly, having nothing to lose and his confidence gathered up a small bit with time. "Especially if it makes you my best friend, too?" he asked gently just to be absolutely clear, so he could know where exactly he stood in this.