King Elk Forest pretty (ugly before)

no prob!

he's a bit cheered by how enamored she seems to be immediately. the tides have turned in their favor but delight still worries, still wonders if their new crop of núro will fade into the night like the old batch. part of him thinks, well - as long as he's got mato around it wouldn't be so bad, but - mato is tied to tindómë too, and the nénar wonders how quickly he'd lose the prince without a home to tether him to.

"it's special," the androgyne agrees readily, a rare smile brightening his face. "were you traveling alone for long?" he asks, tail swishing against his hocks as he takes her past the borders, deeper into the heart of the king elk's forest.