Moonspear made for ending [bwp]

Despite having seen a collar before, their exact purpose was lost on her and it would seem like he didn't really know either. Well, if it didn't do anything.. good or bad, she could tolerate it. "Hm. Well as long as it does not do anything.." she blinked, having now leaned in closer to it again, nose first. It kind of made her skin prickly just thinking about it, and on her neck no less. Rude, in her opinion. His indifference towards it was impressive.

"Is it strange to wear on your neck? Does it itch? Squeeze you?" she asked, tail waving slowly in some sort of vague anticipation of finding out more through his experience. She wasn't envious of it, though. It seemed too unnatural and foreign. Plus without knowing what it was for, she doubted she had any purpose for it. Looked like something far too noticeable for her to wear.