King Elk Forest Meeting the king

as always the elk-king takes its leave: delight can't help the twinge of anxiety he feels as it seems his presence is what triggers the stag's departure. but the king elk hadn't looked at him too closely this time, so - and well, anyway, he's got the attention of the older male now, and it's safe to speak.

"we haven't - i'm delight singing-sunlight," the androgyne replies, watching the man with a touch of deference. he thinks he must be related to mato somehow, and he definitely holds a higher rank than the núro, and chance meetings with the magnificent god-creature aside, delight has an opportunity to seize here. he glances after the elk-king's retreating form, and adds a touch shyly, "umyeah, it's - he's sort of magnificent, i think." his appearance must be a sign, if nothing else, for delight's plan to work. "are you related to mato?" the núro asks the gentleman, perhaps skipping several pleasantries in his haste to confirm his suspicions, but typical to the yearling is his lack of true social grace.