Moonspear made for ending [bwp]

He took the chance and brought with him no reasons for her to ruffle back at him, especially not when he seemed to mind himself before her. Appeased enough, she answered with a better tail wag (although still lifted) meant to mirror his own. Towards the company of her fellows, she could be gentler.. especially when she was curious too, but he was not entirely there yet; still too new to her, at too delicate of a time for her to very trusting.

Which, she felt her eyes drawn to his collar again. Strange alien thing it was, she wondered why him. In very brief passing, she had seen similar objects once and still never understood the cause or the purpose. Never had she known them here though--not on her home, so suspicion loomed, and leaned her in for a closer look and only slowly swayed her tail (almost questioningly). While doing so, she breathed deep its scent--and his as well, and how very Moonspearian he had become already. All things considered, it seemed to her like he had been able to make himself pretty comfortable here so far. "How have you been?" she asked, glancing over his face and bright eyes, then noticeably back to his adornment. "What is having that like?" Did it bother him any? On that thought, did it do anything?