King Elk Forest of a boy ruled by the sun, burned by the things he could never touch

Mato’s apple green gaze rises from Delight as his umbra dipped ears flutter back as the other male admits he would have went after him would Mato have went through with his plans. There is a flutter to the druid’s heart, a feeling of something stuck in his throat and Mato swallows thickly as he contemplates that level of devotion. A sense of awareness settles over the empyrean then and there is a slight furrow of his brow as his gaze slides back to Delight. The wisp had spoken it with an attempt to make a joke out of it but Mato suspects that he is serious beneath the lighthearted tones in which he used. Mato does not repeat the question, does not require Delight to reiterate as Mato mulls it over. It leaves Mato with the consideration that he must mean a lot to Delight for the wisp to follow him to — probably — the ends of the earth because that is where Mato would have went, without a doubt. That point of consideration in this process had been Mato being selfish: to forsake his pack and all that are relying on him, looking to him for leadership for one, but it feels even more selfish now that he knows Delight would have went with him.

“I didn’t realize I mean so much to you.” Mato speaks softly, almost apologetically ( for no other reason than his own obliviousness ). He does not mean to capitalize upon anything that might embarrass Delight but the wisp had spoken it so brazenly and in a rare instance Mato grounds himself and gets his head out of clouds long enough to realize the power of Delight’s words and the affect they have on him.

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