Moonspear made for ending [bwp]

"Good," he replied, eyes full of contentment. Moonspear had been good to him so far, and he had no reason to believe things would take a turn for the worse. She asked then, more with her eyes than her voice, about the gift he had been given. In some ways, he felt protective of it. In other ways, he wanted only to be rid of it so he was not the center of attention everywhere he went. Then again, the attention was a bit of a welcome change from all the time he had spent alone, so perhaps it was both a blessing and a curse, just as he had thought all along.

He shrugged, not really sure how to answer. "Lots attention," he said, figuring that was the best way to describe it. While he didn't feel particularly different with it on, others certainly treated him like he was some sort of foreign creature. It probably didn't help that he was new around here, making others somehow suspicious of his accessory.