King Elk Forest oh, i just can't wait to be king!

his ears flick back as she darts ahead, pausing with one paw raised daintily, and boy, it's good they got some muscle around here, because if anyone ever tried to tip delight over he'd go down like a bundle of sticks. whatever threat he's expecting doesn't materialize and they continue walking, delight absorbing the information she provides easily. he'd sounded more confident than he felt, before, and her agreement with the concept bolsters him a little. enough that he feels comfortable enough to joke around with her. 

"pssh," the androgyne snorts, "you don't seem bitter to me, and believe me, i know bitter." it may have been a while since he's been able to retire to the sweep for his weekly sulks but he knows deep down he is an ugly little creature who doesn't deserve anything he's got. "your brothers sound kinda like jerks," he adds as an after thought, his gaze switching to watch her face, check if he's overstepping or not.