Moonspear and if i say to you tomorrow

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His commotion made it way worse before he could to where it would be better. Dusted by pollen and having stirred up every bug in the path, he squeezed his eyes shut and snapped at the nearest buzzes until he felt all the plantlife let him go. Before he could even sigh his relief, he started sneezing again when he realized his dad was here and asking him stuff. He didn't have it together enough to even give it a start. "I—" Sneeze. "Guess so—" Sneeze. "Wrong path—" A really big sneeze. "And lots of bees!!" he tipped his head back and complained. By then he was starting to recover so he gave a big, exaggerated shake to try to get some of the dust off himself. Well, whatever he hadn't shaken off by the sneezing already. There was still plenty as it fell from him and began to sprinkle around underfoot.

"It kinda wasn't what I meant to do though," he huffed, still feeling lingering itchiness in his eyes that he was trying to blink off. He'd accidentally caught a whole lot of flowerdust anyway, even without that being the plan.